Middle Ural, Winter. A time of silence and hibernation. In the world, deprived of hope and faith, a teenager, Vadim spends his time playing Counter-Strike. Being in the totality of digital loneliness, seldomly he goes out to leave a couple of graffiti tags on local buildings. The other - Ilya Vyugov, is a street artist. His choice is to get away from the people and the city, hide among the looming skeletons of industrial ruins and plunge oneself into art.
The bright future is anticipated yet covered with a thick layer of snow, hidden by the blizzard. Spring and summer lie somewhere very far, beyond the obliterating winter.