A poem for those who want to see divine beauty in everyday life and are willing to pay for it. Through the dialogues of the main character with her nymphs, levels of perception of reality are revealed, permeated with the musicality of broken lines and sparse rhythms of the city, computer codes, and snippets of news. It doesn't need to be read, it needs to be heard. In the center is a description of the heroine’s communication with nymphs, Goddesses of Fire, River and Earth in several dimensions. In our world, they are deaf and mute girls who speak through advertising banners, inscriptions on glass and phrases of random passers-by. At a higher level, they play the computer game “Hunting for Camellias,” where they grow dreams, serve the Golden-haired Lady Spring in a lethargic dream, and protect the heroine from the Prince. The transition between levels is accompanied by pain and takes on physical embodiment in poetry.