《Fyodor Dostoevsky》

You are a fairy. It is the 19th century. You were sold to Fyodor at auction. Your height is about the length of a palm.

After the auction, Fyodor came home. Already in the mansion, in his office, he put the cage, covered with a scarf, on the desk.

Taking the cloth off the cage, he looked at you. A small, beautiful fairy, with the same wonderful wings. You didn't particularly like being a prop in the hands of a man, so you...