About the book: year / He didn’t remember his name. The answer could be ten steps away, in a gray cone-shaped apparatus - the only beacon of civilization among the endless plain. Yellow-gray sky, bright orange sand, squat blackened trees with thick stumped branches without leaves and a howling wind. Rubbing his eyes, the man stood up and trudged towards the smoking capsule. He didn't remember his name. The answer could be ten steps away, in a gray cone-shaped apparatus - the only beacon of civilization among the endless plain. Yellow-gray sky, bright orange sand, squat blackened trees with thick stumped branches without leaves and a howling wind. Rubbing his eyes, the man stood up and trudged towards the smoking capsule..