It’s dangerous to look at the sky for too long. From the familiar dome with silver studs, it turns into something mysterious, capricious, and not very friendly toward people. It is on his own skin—more precisely, on his own, Дмитрий felt it— the conformist and cynic, a movie and computer games lover. In short, a child of his time, transferred by unknown forces into almost natural Middle Ages, complete with civil war for extra thrills, a princess with golden hair, and knights, sorcerers, harpies, monsters, werewolves, and other delights. Why did he end up here, and for what purpose? What is he going to do? Did he make a mistake by standing up, driven by a surge of emotion, against forces that could send him back home?