Mermaid

Pushkin was exiled to Mikhailovskoye. In this place, the poet was once fascinated by "rural life, a Russian bathhouse, strawberries, etc.," as he writes in one of his autobiographies. But now nothing pleases him. The colors of the world have faded, pen and paper are thrown into the table. What will bring the poet back to life and creativity? The beauty of the countryside, the care of a babysitter, the miraculous power of a Russian sauna, or perhaps a meeting with a mystical mermaid…