A good brother is a dead brother. Medvedev V.N.

In the low prose of Vladimir Medvedev, the absurd, otherworldly and real weaved so seamless that it is not always clear where one ends and the other begins. Sorrow, despair, exhausting pains and an unexpectedly awakened sense of duty pushes heroes to unusual acts.

They get acquainted with evil spirits, use magical artifacts and find superhuman abilities, while remaining ordinary people: frightened, mired, not Always crystal decent or those who are guided by the highest ideas in the name of establishing a world order.

and it turns out that no magic can overcome ordinary human flaws. However, something human is also not alien to spirits and demons.