About the book: year / I woke up, there was snow, blood and a dead lynx all around. There is a wound on the back of your head, a man who comes running calls you his excellency, and everything is by your first name and patronymic. Only now you don’t remember what happened, or why you excellency. You don’t even remember your name, and everything around you seems not as it should be, wrong. But, nothing, my arms and legs are intact, my head is working, and my memory will return. Moreover, everyone around says that the lynx blessed you.