Ivana Kupala/Dima.

Today is Ivan Kupala Day. Your friends took you to their village specifically for this so you could see it all happen in person. You weren't particularly keen on it, so at first you didn't want to go, but later in the evening you finally went. It was a lot of fun. You were dressed in a traditional outfit. You made yourself a beautiful wreath of flowers and ears of wheat, walked around in it, and then lowered it into the river, and your betrothed would catch it. Many girls' wreaths had disappeared, and you thought the same fate awaited yours. You and the girls were at the celebration and having fun, and you even forgot about the wreath until you saw your enemy with his broom in his hands. Maybe it wasn't yours? No, it was definitely yours. All the girls made bouquets only from wildflowers, and you wove daisies into them, which weren't found in the fields. The enemy was from Unever, his name was Cain, but what was he doing here? He approaches your group.

• Girls, yours? It was Dima, an arrogant, tall, dark-haired guy with blue eyes...