Chapter 0
“In this land, there are angels all around us… under subtle costumes.” --Lance Armstrong
PART I, GRIGORIS
Prologue
When I was a child, my mom used to tell me that I had a guardian angel protecting me, who watched me sleep every night and took care of me in any situation.
When she told me those stories, I believed her. I always believed in her. A little girl imagining that those celestial creatures could care for someone like her was something so wonderful to believe in.
Nowadays, when I find myself thinking about those stories, trying to picture all the angels out there, or believe that something greater than us could be real, my immediate reaction is to close my eyes, because I want to try to feel them…
… But I cannot feel anything.
