How annoying it is when you tell the truth and, in response, you hear accusations of lying. In moments like that, you just want to disappear and go as far away as possible. But if your gaze falls on a painting with the Varangians, an escape can turn into a real journey: you’ll have to go down the Dnieper together with the Varangian embassy straight to Constantinople—Царьград. That’s exactly what happened to Antoshka Vesołkin—everything because a chronocompass ended up on his arm.
For middle school children.