Slavka is not tormented by nightmares, on the contrary. She weaves their eerie pattern herself. The daughter of a witch, endowed with a special ability to penetrate other people's dreams and spy on their deepest desires. But even she is unable to influence the feelings of the one whom she herself named after the wind. Once upon a time she could not forgive him. Erased from memory, sprinkled with dust of oblivion. But bitter resentment and burning love rose like a hurricane and broke free, threatening to destroy everything that was dear to her. And yet, Slavka is ready to fight for her love, even with the one she loves—to run barefoot after the wind and fly into the abyss after it. If you can't fly, fall. The first book of the dilogy.