Marko laughed, a sound like rocks tumbling down a mountain. "Old? I am older than your grandfather’s grandfather. And yet, I am still here. Sit down, boy. Let me tell you what the book doesn't say."
Then it was Aleksandar's turn. He walked to the front, took a deep breath, and began: Preraskazana Lektira Aleksandra
The dream shattered like a glass. Aleksandar woke up with his cheek pressed against the book, a small drool stain on the page where Marko’s name was written. The clock showed 6:00 AM. Marko laughed, a sound like rocks tumbling down a mountain