Long ago, Shamalt wrote a post about The alchemist by Paulo Coelho, and i decided to read it. I got it as a present from my gandma on my name’s day and finished reading it now a few minutes ago. It was very good. You know, such adjectives as “very good”, are so empty and shallow that they are no way appropriate to describe a book like this one. Now i know what it’s like, i would regret if i hadn’t read it, but then i wouldn’t know what it’s like so i wouldn’t regret it. What a nice twist, hope you understand what i mean. If not, listen to the wind and the stars.