Fate can rush up, can slowly crawl or fly, then lifting your ward to heaven, then dropping into the abyss, but there is always a day when not a single mirror of the world can answer the question: who are you? Only other people's views remain, to which he did not attach importance before. You look into the eyes of everyone you meet on the path of your own destiny, find your reflections and... The more answers there are, the more difficult it is to choose the only right one. Because you should not look at the mirror surface, but for it - in yourself, look in the depths of the lake of your soul for that tiny pebble that caused storm waves to life. And when you find, lift, ride in your palms and... Throw it away? Hide in the bosom? You'll decide that later. But first - try to find!