Tobacco god | Roman Danilyuk

Fragrant prayers with the smell of gunpowder and cologne, which settle on the cuffs of the sleeves of the shot overcoat. Constant feeling of the presence of something important, unbearable anticipation, which makes time linger forever. A past where life is left, without which there is no point in moving on. All this is the story of the tailor Stepa, the very sudden Mel and Fina, the widow of a colonel killed in a distant war. Are we always the ones whose lives we live? - this is the question around which the plot of Roman Danyliuk's debut story revolves.