Nastya was six when three missiles fired by the Russian army hit her house on New Year’s Eve. She survived but lost her father, her childhood and her faith in life. To the likes of her, the war has become something commonplace, like the landscape outside the window. Yet Nastya has dreams. Like every girl, she dreams of a new house and a dog and keeps on writing letters to Santa asking him to bring her father back. The method of documentary surveillance of characters and non-intrusion into their personal space made it possible to show the drama of children’s life on the front line.