"Make the world a better place…" Apostolos whispered to himself as he read the last few lines of the letter sent here by Abdullah.
This sentence once sounded way too familiar to him, when he was still that naïve teenage rogue roaming around the three states of Serbia, the Ottomans and Albania carrying a sword while seeking for renowned tutors in the region for more knowledge, while doing a little extra work of rescuing kidnapped ladies or robbed farmers in the rural areas with that sword in his hands, which often got himself into more danger almost costing his life for a few occasions. But to him, that period of time was the most enjoyable and memorable time in his entire life, for it was filled with laughter, joy, honour and adventure, with a very simple motto he gave himself.
"Strive to make the world a better place."