Don’t grieve. The memorial for Levan.

“Leave me alone, old lady—I’m in grief.”

Leviathan: “I don’t understand anything at all.”

Don’t worry.

Leviathan: “I don’t understand anything at all.”

Why?

I wasn’t able to make my grandmother sad enough to die… but he did.

I don’t understand anything at all.

In the darkness, it’s all dark.

I haven’t been to the bathhouse in a year… (aaahhh)

Farewell to the Mayor of Pereslavl-Zalesky.