Koschei's Shame. His Grandson is a Blogger!

Yesterday I was a famous blogger, and today I’m an Ivanushka-durachok—the one sent to rescue the local Snow Maiden. So here I crawl through snowdrifts, in the company of two “leshys”! Wonderful adventure!

If this Snow Maiden weren’t my old friend—one I saw every night in my dreams—then as long as I can remember I wouldn’t have crawled anywhere at all. But now… Koschei doesn’t abandon his own! Even if it means going to… in other words, my dear grandfather?!