4th album from the Russian romantic neofolk act. This album is a look deep inside, through a chink in a magical door. It's an attempt to pass the distant light through the prism of our present, and with that to see again those blazing shapes and transform them into a spectrum of variegated butterflies - letting them be strewn with neo­classical pieces, gentle songs, echoes of children voices – recollected images are nebulous but the colours stay invariably vivid. By plunging into these ethereal sounds it is hoped that you’ll find your own flitting blue moth emerging from your orchard far away from the present here and now. 6-panel digipak.