This is what Hephaestion Christopoulos has always wanted to do: tell bitter, melancholy stories, and tell them beautifully. Why? Perhaps because deep inside he feels those stories are the ones worth getting told; perhaps because he believes that by reading such stories, one can come to terms with the burdens they have to carry; perhaps because someone has to write the stories of the defeated. But still, he’s not that certain about anything.
Hephaestion Christopoulos tries his hand at a lot of things; he doesn’t do everything equally well, but he doesn’t mind. His everyday life is full of words and sounds. He works as an editor and translator, he writes stories, he listens to and plays music, as best as he can.