What if an old Catholic priest meets a very young girl who is already a widow? One day their gazes crossed—and… She will step to God through her Love, and he—he will simply love her, love her without looking back.
Anna Mar stepped to God at the age of 31—either by shooting herself or by drinking a glass of cyanide—but her lines, her dreams of love, will still fly to us for a long time from the dim time of the Silver Age of Russian poetry, stirring and exciting ever new souls…