/An unlucky day for the orc mechanic. The guy crafted the plane and flew, but something went wrong../ Somnias. The life of a modern man carefully wrapped in a plaid civilization. The cycle of changing seasons outside the office windows. Over time, something lost importance, the importance of other aspects dissolved under the burden of routine. In the past, it was a quiet lake. Now, with the awareness of the passing time, it was rushing down a mountain stream to the waterfall. Age imposes a stamp of perplexity, before the elusive time, forcing to reflect on what previously went beyond the attention and was a more ancient and possibly eternal unresolved issue lost in echoes in the very meaning of the course of human life. But there is another universe. A world where complex thoughts supplanted the heavy steel of armor. The universe is full of warriors and the vicissitudes of the orcs. Where on the outskirts of cities smoky shops worked to strengthen the power of the armies. So, For this test orc, the importance of elusive time recalled the jammed mechanism of the new aircraft.