"Dorogobuzh" by Boris Boris Leibo(w) makes you remember the historical fantasy of Alexey Ivanov and Vladimir Sorokin’s dystopias—sharp, uncompromising like Alexey Salnikov’s prose, and mysterious like the novels of Alexander Ilichevsky.
A small Smolensk town, Dorogobuzh, unexpectedly becomes the point where eras collide: a cruel Smolensk prince with a squadron of flying hussars wages war on Muscovy; mermaids happily talk to people and move from the past to the future; a cache of ancient coins is hidden in a house standing in the middle of revolutionary turmoil; Russian gangsters travel to Crimea and later end up in Great Britain.
The novel has everything a good modern prose should have: metaphorical realism, an incredible combination of the incompatible, drive and suspense—and yet something elusive, but always felt at the very finest level.