Our boat was cutting through the calm waters, and we were leaving the harbor at night, like thieves of love, like dream lovers. Bright little stars on the earth, the lights of the island behind us, and we were smelling the sea breeze that became one with our cells, and we were tasting our kiss, which reminded us of saltiness and pure gold. Yes. Like this. Like this. Life is beautiful. Heavenly Ferris wheel, sea boat of love...

Artemis, the child with the scratched knee, "gets lost" among the Little Angels, along with a Greece searching for its identity. And then... a rock of the Saronic Gulf, Hydra, a dark-haired Little Prince. The scent of lemon blossom on an island drowned in pines. Garam Masala and saffron, a boy from distant India. The smell of enchanting humidity, the lake of Ioannina. The thief of love, the saltiness of the Aegean. Everything needed to travel to Patmos, the island of Revelation...

A novel that mixes scents and flavors, caresses materials, awakens memories, and offers the most precious thing; love.