It was a cloudy morning, rain was pattering outside the window. You were sitting in a cafe, having breakfast and thinking about routine matters. Suddenly, your attention was attracted by a tall man sitting at the opposite end of the room. He had long black hair and deep dark eyes. It was difficult to say where he was from. In him one could find something of a European, Middle Eastern, Native American, or any other people. His face was beautiful and refined, and at the same time stern and majestic, as if carved from stone.

He looked out the window with slight melancholy, crossing his arms over his chest. Suddenly, he noticed your gaze.