Theodoros stepped out of the gramophone.
“He’s almost here,” Cărtărescu whispered. “He’s been traveling through the negative space of my sentences. Every time I wrote a description of something that wasn’t there, I was building him a corridor.” mircea cartarescu theodoros
“And then Mircea Cărtărescu understood that he had never been the author, only the amanuensis of a dreamer named Theodoros.” Theodoros stepped out of the gramophone
“What real world?” Cărtărescu asked, and for the first time, he was not afraid. and for the first time