Prologue. The birth of Sijansk
Somewhere behind Ural mountains, on the Far North, the huge Snow Desert is situated. If you are a lemming, an ermine or even a gyrfalcon, every outlasted day and every greated spring is your achievement. But there is also good things. For example, there is clear and beautiful snow, parasites and epidemies are rare. You can see beautiful pink, blue and green polar lights in the night.
In the middle of the desert the spring, which never freeze up, is situated. A little forest of fir trees and pines surrouns the spring. Mice, weasels, sables, gyrfalcons are living here. It is difficult to meet someone bigger.
In one beautiful year the spring have not been coming for a long time. The hunger came on the north lands. Predators, which avoided to eat skin or bones, were happy to them, but a slim mouse is not enough for a fullness. Weasels, gyrfalcons and others fighted. Everywhere you could see crying puppies.
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