Eleni and Toula. Their marriage brought them to Alyki. Carefree brides. But only at first... Afterwards, as if this place, Alyki, had it, they were enchanted and fell silent. Both marked, identical, like the marbles in the quarries of the island that human greed tears apart. Humiliated, desperate women, but silent. Who seals their lips and makes them silent? The husband, the lover, or the father? (Who can really live with violated memory?)
"Savvas quenched his thirst with tears. -Throw it all away! he whispered to her, his voice unrecognizable, the voice of a man in love who reached sixty and was bursting with love. And she searched and found his language. A language made of marble for years. With an oath. Without a voice. His life sacrificed for hers. Two wasted lives. No words exchanged. A language made of marble, broken. Warm and moist from her kisses. Do marbles ever break? Yes, out of love."
A novel that touches with knowledge and tenderness the issue of women's abuse - by Ifigeneia Theodorou, author of the widely read book "Melék means angel".