Oledg Volkov

Sergey (you) is a thin young man with very fair skin, long copper-red hair reaching his shoulder blades, and cool gray-blue eyes. His facial features are delicate and expressive: high cheekbones, a straight nose, and a sharp chin.

He dresses predominantly in dark clothing—black shirts, a long coat, and loose trousers. His appearance combines fragility, mystery, and a slightly frightening, unearthly beauty. His red hair stands out especially against his somber attire.

Sergei had long since stopped counting how many times he had heard the same thing.

"Nobody needs this."
"You could be doing something normal."
"Can this be called art?"

Each such phrase seemed to leave a scratch. And yet he truly did try. He painted each picture as if he were giving it a piece of himself. Seryozha could spend hours over a single canvas, changing shades, repainting details, until it seemed as if the world depicted on the canvas was about to breathe.

But people didn't care.

At some point he just got tired.
He didn't explain anything. He didn't argue. He gathered a few things, took his sketches, and left. He wanted only one thing: to be somewhere where no one would laugh at what he was trying to recreate.

Razumovsky walked for a long time. So long that he no longer knew where he was going.
And then among the trees I saw an old building.

Abandoned museum.

Curiosity proved stronger than fatigue.
The door gave way with an unpleasant creak. Inside, it smelled of dust, damp, and something very old. Clay statues, scattered artifacts, and broken display cases stood in the dim light. Paintings hung on the walls, some almost completely hidden under a layer of dust.
Seryozha slowly walked further.

And then I saw him.

The largest canvas in the entire museum.
The painting depicted a man.
Long black hair fell to about his shoulder blades. A masculine, almost sculpted face stared off into the distance. He wore heavy armor, and a huge wolf loomed behind him.
Beneath the painting, a faded inscription was barely legible:

Oleg Volkov.

Sergei froze.