Two recognizable silhouettes slide across the screen, and the characters sit down at a table opposite each other. One of them is a resident of Copenhagen, the great storyteller Hans-Christian Andersen, the other is a Moscow wanderer, a genius artist Anatoly Zverev. The magic world of Andersen lives in the word, and in Zverev it is embodied in the light, free lines of the drawing. Andersen's little Mermaid sings — and Zverev's drawing becomes melodious, smooth. Anderson laughs at the Naked king — and Zverev's look becomes mocking, ironic. Living in different countries at different times, Andersen and Zverev seem to be having a leisurely conversation. In what language? Of course on the fairytale!