Amazing living creatures inhabit this land. Some of them, while hunting, can strike their prey with their stylet with such precision that it cannot move — left neither alive nor dead.
Other creatures here disguise themselves so well that an enemy standing right beside them cannot notice them. They seem to become invisible.
Some inhabitants of this land live so secretly for ten years that one cannot even imagine they exist. But then they change their way of life, appear for a brief period, and perish.
The inhabitants of this land find their desired direction from dozens of kilometers away.
It happens here that some creatures, wishing to rid themselves of an uninvited guest who has entered their city, attack it and wall it up alive. What materials are used to build homes here! Not only wood, but paper and silk, cement and leaves. This land produces cardboard and thread, hammocks and clay pots, wax, cotton wool, alcohol...
At different times and in different languages, the life and adventures of a man who found himself in this land have been described.
More than ten years ago, in the book "In the Land of Dense Grasses" (Detgiz, 1948), the story was told of one man, Sergei Dumchev, who lived for about forty years in this land, and of how he returned to the city of Chensk.
Over the intervening years I have received many letters from readers, in which I found interesting advice as well as indications of certain inaccuracies in the description of the Land of Dense Grasses. Now, having prepared the second edition of the novel, I await further responses to my work.
But what is this land? Where is it located? It is from the words of people who have been there that I will tell my story. But it will be ever so slightly strange…