About the book: 2013 / The collection includes the stories: "Vertigo" Dances. The click of heels on the platform. Dancer! Run from home, from this darkness into a bright world. Run and don't come back. Don't even look back. Because the darkness has not forgotten. She is waiting for you, for your return. Waiting to be swallowed. And the past laughs, rattles the bones of the dead. And there are no relatives who will save. The world of childhood has drowned, dancer! You have changed. The world has changed. There are only shadows left, and the howling of the wind prowling through the deserted streets... “And there is nothing new under the sun” They are burning. Burning like candles on this planet are prospectors who extract the most advanced fuel in the entire galaxy. And you are one of them. You fall into the abyss, to the bottom of infinity. But the abyss gives birth to a new world. A world of clean energy. A world where the laws you know lose their meaning. And there is life in this world. “Old New World” New World. No one sews clothes anymore, no one breeds animals, no one produces complex machines. Replicators are responsible for everything. Their database contains millions of things necessary for life. But the replicator is not capable of creating, inventing. In a world where materiality has lost its value, only spirituality, only the world of art remains important. A little eccentric. A little eccentric. But this is exactly what a society frozen in confusion and suddenly devoid of ambition needs.