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[Alexandr Korol]

That’s the kind of miracles that were happening. And what’s curious is that I remember that back then there wasn’t a single person who judged me or said I was lying, or that I was a fraud, or that I was strange. No. Now I clearly realize and see that at the beginning, it was as if everyone had agreed together — that must be what paradise is, the place where I was, the place I’m returning to now. Because every person, anyone who crossed my path, seemed only to open me up more, to strengthen my faith. Everyone thanked me, everyone believed in me, everyone said “thank you,” everyone asked for advice. And it was as if, you know, once a person met me, all of their problems instantly disappeared. Such was the magic, and the word about it spread like wildfire, mouth to mouth. And this was, imagine, even before I appeared as a writer at all. Because even though in 2008 I wrote on a forum about how I could feel people, and they told me I was an empath, back then I still wasn’t Alexandr Korol the writer — I only published my first book in 2010. And so, while I was living in that magical world, everything was magical, and miracles were happening, like something out of an unbelievable fairy tale. As if you really were inside a movie like “Interstate 60”, or “Big Fish”, or “Hook”. And right now, I feel such a strong resonance in my chest, a kind of warmth — I need to rewatch the Robin Williams movie “Hook” from the 1990s. There’s a clue in it, because it’s exactly the same story: he was once a magical child, then forgot it all, turned hardened and bitter like everyone else, and now he comes back to learn how to fly again. And that’s exactly what’s happening to me now.

• Watch the movie “Hook”, 1991.

..magic begins