About the book: year / ...A woman always thought that the most difficult thing is the first three lines... She tries to breathe more quietly and exhales them, as if weaving an ornament: carefully, the loop behind loop: inhale and exhale... not knowing what kind of pattern it will turn out to be. Inhale and exhale... line. The heart beats the alarm... inhale and exhale... The wind brings the smell of heather from the east... The fire burns out. She runs her finger along the ground, looking over the horizon. He remembers or has a presentiment and writes not on paper, but inside himself. And she herself doesn’t know - she remembers or has a presentiment…