Tethys... To myself I called it a stopped world. A place where science and magic are frozen in a delicate balance. For three years I tried to return to Earth, after which I gave up. Life is given not to dream, but to enjoy it. The old lighthouse gave me hope for this, like those sailors who got lost in a storm, but still made it to a quiet harbor. But my port turned out to be not so friendly. The Blackstone employer forgot to indicate in the letter that my predecessor had been killed. And for some reason it seems to me that Death is beyond the threshold and Annette Verlaine is already on her list.