Living luxurious hell. Jacobs D.Kh.

“The sea dreams like it is the sky”: Isabelle runs to Spain from Latin America from the dictatorial regime. In a new place, she meets the same immigrant, poet and translator named Andagno. But the past still pursues both, and for an incomprehensible reason Andagno returns to his homeland, where it disappears without a trace. In his apartment, Isabelle finds two texts on which the poet worked: memories of being captured during the revolution and the translation of the ancient occult treatise. On their pages, impregnated with blood and suffering, a monstrous picture of what actually happened in the country is gradually unfolding, from where Isabel was so difficult. And the more she reads them, the stronger the inexplicable desire to return home to her fear and risk grows in her. There, where something terrible awakens, hidden by fog and prejudice, but, of course, living. “The heart was breaking through the grief of the hour”: a librarian working with the cataloging of folklore records from the south of the United States, suddenly encounters a song that, according to legends, was composed by the devil himself. And this melody has a terrible and sinister effect on the reality around. Trying to take off the Morok, the protagonist wants to find the place where the record was made. And this path will lead him to a secret, which would be better not to reveal to simple mortals.