Once upon a time in Mari’s magical gardens there were only white roses. She inhaled their transparent odor and her life was beautiful and careless. But once she found amongst them a black one. The smell was so unusual that she touched it by her lips. Juice so thick as a pitch appeared to be bitter and pungent for a taste. But the most surprising happened next, it opened for Mari another part of life. That is why there is a sorrow in her deep eyes, and her beautiful hair got grey.