Atlas, composed by the sky. Petrovich G.

A strange house rises in the outskirts of one Serbian town. Unlike the buildings surrounding it, covered with tiles, the roof of it is the infinity of the sky. Under such a beautiful canopy, unusual guests live - they can catch moonlight, shake off the diamonds from a peach tree or the magic of the song to put the constellations into the dance. Everyone who dared to knock on the door of this marvelous house will collide with a hitherto unknown and beautiful universe...

the most kind book. Collection of feelings, thoughts, states. Atlas from metaphors, incredited. At first it seems like a phantasmagoria, and then you understand that this is just such a reality, and you can no longer come off.

The book, a book, a book-form. And you read it, and the world will become brighter, and you will become more humane yourself.

A lover of fairy tales will find in this book, a touching and funny story about the life of unusual creatures, full of various characters from folklore. In it, the interweaving of Serbian and Russian mythology.

the connoisseur of the aphoristic language will detect a lot of brilliant quotes, each of which has the full right to be engraved by gold letters in the annals of human memory. Motives expanding consciousness.

The book of G. Petrovich is close to the work of Borges, Marquez, Kortasara, Pavich, Eco, Hoffmann... Those who love such a set of semantic stories, very arbitrary in the plot, can be recommended to acquaint With this book.