Surovuyu zimu predveshchayut ledyanyye vetra s gor. Ona pridet s metel'yu i kholodom, skryvaya v snezhnoy krugoverti smert'. Gde-to tam, za v'yugoy, mimo usnuvshikh lesov, opustevshikh poley i zabroshennykh pogostov, idet po nochnym traktam temnyy kuznets. Nikto ne znayet, kto on, kak vyglyadit i chego khochet. Lyudvig van Normayyenn so sputnikami…
