Vladimir Beldiyan

In order not to continue living in fear and torment of conscience, the writer writes an incriminating article on himself and his colleagues in the writing workshop in a Samizdat magazine. Since that day, he has been in disgrace, colleagues and friends have turned away from him, there is a vacuum around him. Every night is the last for the writer, he is waiting for a person to come after him who will silence him forever. This man will one day come out and appear as the hero of his new and last book, which, alas, no one will read.

Old age knows no national boundaries or geographical limits. She can be peaceful and happy in the circle of loved ones and become a disaster if you are abandoned by people dear to you. Man is the only living creature in the world who knows that he will die.