To start over—on the shards of worlds, in the backwaters of the galaxy.
If Senior Lieutenant Stanislav Sizov had known where Her Majesty Fate would toss him, perhaps he would have fled from Moscow to the desert. But, as they say, you can’t turn the minced meat back the other way…
In Moscow of 1911, Stas suddenly discovers that even knowledge of the future and a personal acquaintance with powerful people expands things only a little… But how, tell me, can you resist the temptation to “fix” what’s coming? Especially when, at the same moment, the friends of the future include both Prime Minister Stolypin and the future “father of the peoples” Soso Dzhugashvili… So Sizov, unable to resist, tries to put his “two cents” into Russia’s future. And getting tangled up in this adventure, he bitterly realizes that the notorious Wheel of History is too heavy and clumsy to spin it back and forth. Domestic History has too much inertia…
Still, our Stas is not the kind to give up. And when one piece of knowledge isn’t enough, his professional qualities come to the rescue—in other words, his intuition, quick wit, and good knowledge of human nature. The road, as they say, can be mastered by the walking. And over time it turns out that Fate isn’t as unyielding as it may seem at first glance…