With The Hand of Good Fortune, Goran Petrovic achieved what is rarely achieved: sculpting one of the most perfect pieces that inhabit the so-called Absolute Literature. It is an account of the different love stories that revolve around a very peculiar book, My Legacy, by Anastas Branica. At first glance this is a book where there is no plot or characters, just descriptions. However, that is what makes it a self-sufficient space, in a world that can only be inhabited by its readers, the only true protagonists. Anastas writes the book to live in it with his beloved, since reality is still a pale sketch of what My legacy truly represents. From what Petrovic calls «simultaneous reading», it is possible to coincide with other people in the same book, and not only that, but also to experience what is beyond what is simply written. How else can we describe what happens to us when we read with true conviction, when books become life, palpable, manifest, when books become part of our physiology, when love is embodied in the reading that two strangers they do at the same time, waiting for time to be abolished by the mere fact of fixing their gaze on a page. In short, what the reader of this book will surely experience, along with all the other readers who agree with it, will be a state of blissful amazement.