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Alexandros, are you coming? We're going to the island.

Where?

To the island. We're going to dive to see the ancient city.

Later, we'll go up to the rock... and we'll greet the passing boats.

What do you know of the ancient city?

Grandfather says that it was a happy city that was swallowed...

by an earthquake and that it has slept under the sea for centuries.

It comes out of the water once a month and for very a short time...

when the morning star regrets to have to leave the Earth...

and stops and contemplates it. And all stops then... Time also stops.

Time... what is it?

Grandfather says that time is a child that plays dice on the shore.

Are you coming then?

Alexandros!

You fell asleep here...

And you haven't eaten anything!

I have a taste of salt... the taste of the sea in my mouth.

So, this is our last day...

Let me come with you, tomorrow, to the hospital.

Ourania, don't make things harder...

After all, doesn't everything end sooner or later?

Coffee is served in the office...

I've also packed your suitcase.

It's not too full, I hope. It's useless... You know it well.

Ourania...

Ourania, thanks for the 3 years that you spent here.

Without you, I don't know what I would have become.

The dog has eaten.

For the last few months...

my only contact with the world...

has been this unknown neighbour of mine,

who always answers to me with the same music.

A man?

What does he look like?

One morning, I wanted to go and meet him,

but then I changed my mind.

Maybe it's better not to meet him but imagine him.

Is he a hermit like me?

Or perhaps a little girl

who, before leaving for school...

plays with the unknown.

Everything happened by so quickly!

That pain... my stubbornness to want to learn, to want to know...

then the darkness...

the silence around me...

the silence.

All made me believe that before the end of winter...

with the ethereal silhouettes of the boats and their sudden breakthroughs in the sky

with the lovers along the promenade, in the declining sun,

and the hypocritical promise of the spring,

all made me believe that before the end of winter...

My only regret, Anna...

- but is it only that? -

...is not to have finished almost anything.

I left all as a draft,

shattered words here and there.

Get in!

Where do you come from?

Do you speak Greek?

Do you want me to take you somewhere?

Hello dad.

What brings you here on Sunday?

You don't answer the phone. I've been calling for 15 days.

I was worried. What happened?

I must leave for a while.

I don't know where to leave the dog, Katerina.

Do you want to drink something?

There's some coffee...

I've also brought these.

Some of your mother's old letters.

My mother's letters?

You're leaving, you said? Where are you going?

You know? Nikos doesn't want animals in the house.

And your work, how is it going?

My work?

Your work on "The Free Besieged" of Solomos.

The unfinished third part.

Isn't that you were working on when mom died?

Besides, I've never understood how come a great writer like you...

all of a sudden abandoned his work to finish an incomplete 19th century poem.

Don't tell me that you've dropped it too!

I don't know, maybe I couldn't find the words...

This one has no envelope. Why?

Shall I read it?

"September 20th, 1966". My day!

Mom often spoke to me of that day.

"You were still sleeping when I woke up."

"I watched you breathe."

"Were you dreaming, Alexandros?"

"You moved your hand slightly as if you were looking for me."

"Your eyelids blinked, then you dove back into sleep."

"A drop of sweat rolled between your eyes..."

"and travelled."

"From aside, the baby uttered a little moan."

"A door moved."

"I went to the veranda..."

"and cried."

Goodmorning Anna.

I'm having strange dreams these days.

Were you crying, Anna?

It's nothing.

You were crying.

It's nothing.

Did anything happen? What's wrong?

Anna, you were crying.

Nothing happened.

So?

How do I look?

Like a summer day!

Liar!

And the gain weight due to my pregnancy?

Is this a new dress?

You don't remember it?

No, I don't.

You brought it to me from one of your journeys.

You only think about your book!

When will you send it to the editor, so we can stay together?

"... If only I could keep that moment..."

"pin it up like a butterfly to prevent it from flying away."

They arrived!

Go to dress! Quickly!

Go to dress!

Welcome!

"I'm writing to you in front of the sea..."

"that lies motionless"

"In the house you can smell the hot milk and the humid jasmine."

"I'm writing to you, I'm talking to you..."

"I'm feeling so close to you that you're trying to resist."

"Do you think that I threaten your world, Alexandros?"

"Yet, I'm just a woman in love."

Is the little one sleeping?

She's with her other grandmother, on the beach.

Grandmother... Like Me! God, I have grown old!

You see, my daughter, by playing the part of the naive all the time, your mother got naive.

Not all her roles were naive. She played Hecuba, Clytemnestra...

My wife is always extreme.

Dad, stop teasing her all the time!

- What about here name? - Did you decide yet?

Eleni or Katerina...

It depends on which grandmother will get angrier.

You shine, you know. My little Anna, a mom!

I am going to put the flowers in a vase.

As far as I remember, this house hasn't changed at all.

This will be the last careless summer, Alekos!

What are you talking about?

Everybody speaks of an intervention of the army before the elections,

but you politicians, you play dumb!

"At night, I looked at you."

"I didn't know if you were sleeping or you were just being quiet."

"I was afraid of what you could think,"

"afraid of invading your silence."

"So I started looking vulnerable..."

"with the only way i knew... My body."

"because that was the only that way that didn't make you feel threatened."

"I am just a woman in love, Alexandros."

Where�s the lucky father hiding?

Plunged in his thoughts, uncle, as always. He's there without being there.

As children we had to speak in a low voice when he was working.

Father got angry when someone disturbed his beloved son!

And now, if you want to see the little wonder, follow me!

She's beautiful, isn't she?

"I walked naked on the sand."

"The wind was blowing,"

"a boat passed by."

"You weren't getting up."

"I could still feel your heat on my body."

"I didn't dare to dream that you were dreaming of me!"

"Oh! Alexandros..."

"If I could have believed it only for an instant,"

"I would have let myself scream."

Did you say something, dad?

You are leaving already?

I had not understood...

Goodmorning.

I'm glad you came, I wanted to speak to you.

You know, we sold the beach house.

The house? You sold it?

Tomorrow morning, I'll give them the keys and the bulldozer will start working.

Is that your dog?

I am going to dress.

Don't take it so much to heart, dad!

What's wrong with you? You look so pale.

Do you remember our first journey?

How old were you? Fifteen?

The two of us in Yannina for that damn tennis championship!

You lost and you started crying.

We had no choice, father...

Only two people, Nikos and me, in that huge house...

damaged by the earthquake and surrounded by buildings.

We walked hand in hand along the banks of the lake.

I tried everything...

you were inconsolable!