It was never meant to be a book; I guess Lewis Alexis's life has inspired me a lot. He became part of me-his thoughts matched with my words to find the particular meaning of life, to find where his freedom lies. I just sometimes wonder whether life is possible with a lack of ambition, despair, and lassitude. An Algerian broken heart, victim of his own destiny, runaway from his land and defied the purpose of his existence; it's in London that he landed. He became an adventurer seeking peace of mind and questioning everything on his way in order to find the home of his own faith. Whether what he did was wrong or right, no one knows, it was his way.
