Here magic is created with water and feather. Here people live near the shores of the salt lake and the last rivers. Two suns shine here, and every now and then the dryness comes for years. Here they live as if everything is in order - in the south, where the Emperor locked the magicians in the fortress and every day spies are executed in the squares; in the north, where the magical aristocracy turns a blind eye to everything that happens outside the rich neighborhoods. A new day begins at opposite ends of the lake. A story begins that will touch everyone and will no longer allow them to close their eyes.