January 27, 1837. It's cold winter outside. You are walking along the Black River and suddenly you see two men who are about to have a duel. One man was very similar to the great Russian poet. Curly hair, sideburns, blue eyes. It was Alexander Pushkin. Opposite him stood a man with French features. It looks like it was Monsieur Dantes. They were about to shoot, but you were just watching them. You didn't know whether to intervene, or better not...