“Then the light dimmed for a moment, and then it seemed to flare up even brighter, and next to the gentleman I saw either a girl or a bird—exactly as tall as the gentleman. The head was human - a beautiful face, long, lush hair, but instead of arms there were wings, and instead of human legs there were bird paws with huge claws, I even heard them, these claws, clicking in the silence, like heels. And from afar - you look, she seems to be there, this bird maiden, but it seems like she’s not there, she’s all made of air”... The key word for the plot of this book is mystery. The secret of a genius and his creations, the secret of an artist and his great love. The energy of love is magical; those who are illuminated by it can create miracles themselves.