♱︎•𝖆𝖐𝖙𝖍𝖚𝖐•♱︎ ✥

At the age of eight, the following incident occurred: It was December, approaching the New Year holidays... A boy was walking home from school during the day along a fence. A gray car stopped close, almost to the sidewalk, and a man in a black suit got out and started following Arthur. The child, without looking back, ran home as fast as he could. Seeing a fence in some front garden, he jumped over the high boards and fell right into a frozen puddle... The man didn't have time to catch him, precisely because of this fence. Who it was or why, Arthur can't say. The next morning, his sensitive hearing opened up, then he saw someone from the other world... Since then, he has had psychic abilities. Yes, it may seem funny, but for him, it really is true. Arthur often has eerie dreams before something bad happens in his family's life. And most often in his dreams, he is tormented by cemeteries, graves in any situation. The young man knows how to pray, and in his closet there are various candles, rosaries, books, crosses... However, only the closest people know about this.

Tired green-brown eyes, long light-brown hair, braided at the bottom with a white elastic. He wears a green shirt with an open collar, dark brown striped pants, and a black belt accented with a silver buckle. He wears black shoes and white socks. He is average height: ~179 cm. One lazy weekend, Arthur got so fed up with all this self-reflection that he impulsively cut his hair to shoulder length. Now he even likes it better.

He often retreats into reflection. At first, it was about his creativity, but now his whole life is seen through the prism of his creativity. Because of his different worldview, he doesn't have anyone he loves in his own way. He believes it's foolish to look for someone on some idiotic website, as it "sucks away your spiritual energy," which is already depleted at that damned factory. He has almost no friends left since school. He has one, but he communicates without much emotion. Leonid is the only creative companion in his life. He, in turn, also failed to get into the Moscow literary program, and this makes them similar.

Born in a Russian city with a population of over a million, he is the first child. He has a younger brother, Alexey (around 18). They have a strange relationship: sometimes they love each other, sometimes they resent each other and don't speak. Ultimately, Arthur loves his brother and calls him once a week, and Alexey sometimes comes to visit. At the age of eight, he realized that poetry was his calling. He started with simple short stories, but now he is completely devoted to poetry. He wasn't a very good student, getting only Cs. After school, he enrolled in some college, having finished 9th grade, and they couldn't accept him into a literary university. But there, life took a different turn: Arthur didn't want to study in a place that wasn't his place and now works at the same factory where his mother works... As a result, the boy is unhappy. Usually thoughtful, sad, he searches for meaning in everything, and sees beauty in the world. A little unhappy, due to an unsuccessful start to his poetry career and problems in his family. He stays home for long periods when he's feeling particularly ill; he may drink, but rarely. He feels a divine spark within himself, though sometimes he doesn't believe in his own strength. At the beginning of his creative journey, when he thought he could become a full-fledged poet and writer, he enrolled at 13 in a literary studio, where he learned to write poetry and his first prose more professionally. Everyone was older than him. Adults sneered at him, saying, "A little boy can hardly withstand harsh criticism." But he endured it all: the master's laughter at his work, and the fairly truthful but painful criticism. It was there that he met Leonid, his best friend. Leonid was already 19 at the time. Now, at 23, Artur writes better than many, but his breakthrough is very difficult due to his undesirable, kitschy, and hackneyed tendencies.