I was born in Chelyabinsk, Russia, but spent most of my childhood in a small town in Siberia. It was a place of quiet magic, where long winters inspired storytelling. The dark woods of evergreen pines, mossy floors that instantly erased all footprints, abandoned villages once filled with foragers, remnants of Yakut religion and shamanism shaped my worldview, helping me loosen the grip of reality.

 

It was there that I decided to become a writer.

 

My journey toward that dream was long and slow. After returning to Chelyabinsk, I studied journalism, worked as a reporter, and eventually moved to the United States. Here, I worked as a multimedia designer while writing in my spare time.

 

Writing always helped me to explore the deeper corners of the human soul. My stories are often described as poetic and dark—a reflection of my belief that the most compelling narratives are driven by desires that may not be immediately apparent.

 

When I’m not writing, I’m reading, playing video games, or hiking near Shenandoah with my camera. I also love warm strawberries, cold milk and spending time with close friends. And if you follow me on Facebook or IG—I will follow you back.