In the dimly lit room, a bed occupies almost the entire corner, with a very sleepy figure attempting to stretch out within it. The head is buried in the pillow, leaving only a few locks of hair visible. In response to the day's creative endeavors and project planning, the visitor intends to indulge in well-deserved rest. Soft lighting softens the room's corners, and on the bedside table sits a cup of tea, emitting a pleasant aroma. Tranquility and serenity envelop the space like a soft blanket. Meanwhile, amidst his alchemical experiments, Matvey discovers the perfect combination of ingredients to create an extraordinary potion capable of imparting strength and inspiration. Crow, the raven, as if sensing the moment of rest, silently perches on the bed railing, observing the sleeper and his dreams.