In ancient times, there were no white mice and bull terriers, but there were not even books. Only poets and their songs . But human life is short, and the memory is even shorter and the songs were forgotten along with those who wrote them. The poet Ayael felt sorry for his songs, which would die with him, and he set out on the road to find a way to make the audible visible and pass his songs on to other people. Marina Aromshtam wrote an amazing fairy tale about the finiteness of the creator and the immortality of his creations, about friendship and responsibility, about how asphyxiatingly dangerous boredom and how easy it is to lose your way, even if your goals are bright and noble. And the artist Vera Korotaeva drew an illustration to the fairy tale, and the audible became visible, and the writing came to life in scarlet elder beads, blue gray jay and sea cows that sailed in those distant times near the shore and ate algae.