Ever since school age, each of us remembers the majestic two-headed Elbrus, if not from geography textbooks, then from literature textbooks. After all, the great Lermontov, having got to the Caucasus involuntarily, was truly fascinated by him, fell in love with him with all his heart and sang him not only in verse, but also in colors.
Mount Elbrus at sunset. At the foot of the mountain, windows in the houses of the city of Essentuki glow.