About the book: 2019 / His friends called him Mirosh. He composed songs and sang them as if he could stop her time. This was the only thing Polina knew about him. The only thing he knew about Polina was that music was born under her fingers, which did not leave him indifferent. And that in her eyes there were sparkling pieces of ice that landed in his heart. They met by chance, got into the same carriage and went to the sea. So that there, on the shores of the ice-free Pontus, one day we will find each other again. Who are they? Mirror image? Or parts of a whole?