Kleftis lay there on what many would call a "Piece of uncomfortable garbage" but might as well be lying on a cloud. He stayed there for a long time, an hour at least. His vision became clearer, he started to hurt less, but it all hurt too much to sit up. Kleftis became tired, exhausted from the struggle of breathing. He fell asleep.
"Hello-o-o-o-ooooo!" Kleftis cried out in a large room, large enough for echoes
"Why, hello, Kleftis!" Said a booming, indefinable voice in response
"What's going on here!"
"Kleftis, there's no need to get angry. You're just resting."
"Who are you?"
"I was hoping you'd ask that. I am power, I am knowledge, I am hope, I am joy, I am your only chance at life. Many have tried to obtain me, but I only reveal myself to those who I choose. When you have me, you have everything."
"You are what I want, you are what I need. I need power, and knowledge, and joy!"
"That's good that you want this, but you may have me when you're ready. Right now, you don't fully understand what accepting me is."
"Well, when can I have you?"
"When the forests echo with laughter."
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Kleftis
FantasyYoung street rat growing up in an undefined location in Europe goes through an incredible, life changing event that will leave his story forever changed.
