Η ΛΑΜΠΡΗ ΤΟΥ ΤΡΑΓΟΠΟΔΑΡΟΥ [Από τη συλλογή διηγημάτων της ΛΕΦΑΛΟΚ, Christmas Bloody Christmas, η...

Μια συλλογή διηγημάτων από την... άλλη πλευρά των Χριστουγέννων. Μια έκδοση της...

Ποιος φόβος είναι μεγαλύτερος από εκείνον του θνητού ανθρώπου για το...

How did it come to this? I should have known that the gift of an ugly god would become your beauty’s curse. I regret the moment I let you convince me to don my armor. But there was a fire in your eyes I could not refuse. A passion made your words flutter like restless birds. I was never one to argue with that passion. And now, here you are. Lying in my arms as you always used to on...

Solon, as a Greek, had always held reason in the highest esteem. He considered it to be man’s innate lantern, able to disperse the darkness of ignorance; a light that could put barbaric superstition to flight. In that moment, however, his reason had shrunk to an awe-struck child with liquid eyes and the only light that shone in the vast expanse of the darkness surrounding him was an...

As a kid, I always felt kind of sorry for baby Jesus. I mean, let’s face it: he got the worst possible Christmas presents ever! If you think back, how excited were you to unwrap a Christmas present and find inside a book or a sweater? Well, imagine getting some gold, some frankincense and some myrrh. Yeah; it’s not exactly the right stuff to get a kid all excited. Tell me about it....