About the book: year / About thirty, taller than me by almost a head, he was without a hat, in an unbuttoned sheepskin coat and, probably, had been walking for several minutes down the street, because there was an incredible amount of snow on her black, slightly curly hair. A whole snowdrift. Surprised and incredibly fabulous in this gentle snowy setting. There are snowflakes on the collar, snowflakes on the eyelashes... - And in the eyes of snowflakes... - the last one amused me the most, so I even said it out loud, which earned me another surprised look and decided to joke a little. - Happy New Year, snowy stranger. If you want, the Snow Maiden, saved from the fall, will fulfill your deepest desire?