Exactly 170 years have passed since the day when the great poet was killed on the slope of Mount Mashuk in Pyatigorsk, forever taking with him the secret of his life and death. He was not yet 27 then. Lermontov predicted his imminent end, had prophetic dreams... The death of two of the greatest Russian poets, Pushkin and Lermontov, which happened almost consecutively, with a difference of only four years, wasn’t it a terrible sign for the whole country? The poet is the heart of the nation, its symbol. When a poet is killed, they fall into the very heart of the people. And isn’t what was seemingly so obviously read in these two events still going on, isn’t it still going on,” the author of the book reflects, turning to the biography and work of the Russian genius, full of mysteries and omens.