Their love was born right after the creation of the world. Under different names and at different times, they were seen here and there—red Moscow, heather-filled Cornwall, enchanted Montreal… They changed their appearance and names so that from opposite ends of the world, again and again, they could return to each other—at a mansion on an avenue covered with autumn leaves. Will they, like Marguerite and her Master, be granted peace—or will this man and woman destroy themselves and their love by committing the most terrible sin, one for which there is no forgiveness anywhere? They will have to live through a great deal, but most importantly they must understand that if you do not betray your love, it is capable of miracles.