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Apostolos Moraitellis "Αιώνια σφραγίδα"

On May 14, 2013, the presentation of my book “7 γράμματα” was successfully held at the Aetopouleio Cultural Center in Chalandri.

A distinctive evening celebrating literature and human connection, brimming with warmth and a welcoming atmosphere.

The speakers—author and journalist Manina Zoumpoulaki and critic–publisher Michalis Panas—offered their impressions, insights, and sentiments on the book. Actress Katerina Kostani read the texts with special sensitivity, while Leto Vogiatzoglou accompanied on piano, adding an artistic touch to the evening.

Once the presentation ended, friends and visitors were treated to sweet wine in the beautiful Aetopouleio garden, mingling in a cordial, easygoing atmosphere. It was a one‑of‑a‑kind experience that connected the book more closely with its readers, leaving everyone with fond memories.

Let your mind wander into the intoxication of love; if it enchants you, share it with your friends.

7 γράμματα by Apostolos Moraitellis

7 γράμματα by Apostolos Moraitellis

Now available from Dianoia Publications.
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A love story like thousands of others. A life that does not keep up with calendars, human laws.

A continuous miracle in a world that does not seek its God. An ode to woman. The reason why life tolerates pain. Life chose them. It offered the moments. An alternation that exhausts the protagonists. The people, the mortal machines that fight against the enemy time.

People baptized in love. They fight to live it, to keep it. A relationship that they did not envy. A confrontation with their borders in every interaction. A love engraved in its letters. Asking for the passion that I did not know, I carry your thought in every moment of my life.

Together everywhere, you are the time on which my every day unfolds. In a time when hope fades and joy is more precious than gold, I, a fugitive, with my soul coming alive in the longing to experience you, live my sacred moment bound to write a story threatened by human censorship.

Travelers of life. Pilgrims of it. They are fugitives of time. In their own time they build nests, embraces, fill chests with memories. A fragrance that remains in time.

Enjoy your reading!