About the book: year / Eden put the piece of paper in my hand and, moving away a little, stomped on the ice with all her might and jumped to the shore. The ice has cracked. I heard the ominous crunch of breaking ice approaching me at breakneck speed. The wind carried the laughter of my retreating killer. The crunch is already nearby. I fall into the icy water. Well, that's it, I'm going down like the Titanic. Save yourself, women and children. What remains is my little girl, who will never call me mom again... What remains is the man who loves me, and whom, it seems, I was able to love too late... The light is getting further and further away, I am sinking into darkness. I was among the inhabitants of the night, I wanted to live among them, and now I am dying in pitch darkness. Well, the idiot's dream has come true…