About the book: year / Could I have imagined what an ordinary walk to a cave and the discovery of an ancient artifact could turn out for me. If only I knew, then... I would still open this box. Curiosity is such a thing, now all that remains is to rake in the results of your curiosity and save the whole world... or the world saves me in 1715. They arrived at dawn. When the first rays of the sun began to break the darkness. They were looking for her. The blood of the one who woke them beckoned. They sowed death, not sparing children, old people and women. When they entered each house, they left behind dried bodies. The red sun, soaked in blood, illuminated the dead village. A flock of huge black crows circled over this cemetery. The howl of a lone wolf was heard from afar. Standing on a hill, the man looked at the valley, where just yesterday life was seething, children’s laughter could be heard. Emerald eyes filled with darkness. Two huge black wings opened behind her, dropping several small feathers onto the dew-covered grass. They will find her. And it doesn't matter how much time passes. Day. Year. Century. The call of blood bound them forever.