Just live

"I want to see the whole world. I want to write a book in every country of this world. And then, when I am old, I want to live my memories and rejoice that I have had such an interesting life," he went on talking, smiling like a child and not looking into the eyes of his companion. Adelard, on the other hand, was silent. He did not know what else to think. But the man who was opening his soul to him was clearly helping him to forget everything. And he asked himself what would have happened to him if not for Percival? And instead of an answer, he pictured before him a dead man who had finally lost. But he hadn't lost. Even though he had nothing. But the game went on. His heart beat greedily, his blood stained his life, and that meant that nothing was over yet.