"But when true love comes, have the eyes of your soul open and be careful not to neglect it, so that its magical hourglass does not remain empty. Because that is exactly what happiness is; small grains of golden sand. Do not discard these words. They have passed through worthy women, from daughter to bride to granddaughter..."
In the waters of the Bosphorus, scented by the aromas carried by the wind from the Princes' Islands, the family of Polychronis and Konstantinia lived peacefully. However, in the 1950s, shadows would soon spread over the City. According to their friend Selim, they would have to leave in one night...
They packed their youth in a suitcase, got on the boat, and reached the shores of Thrace. The road to mother Greece had been stained with the ashes of the Civil War, but they were not disappointed. The humble house in Thessaloniki became their home and the spice markets filled with aromas.
Time passed, until once again fate took their lives to the haunts of Kokkinia, down in Piraeus. There, by the fires of Klidonas, their beautiful daughter, Smaragdi, fell in love with a captain who sailed the seas. And before long, she held a little treasure in her arms, sweet Kostia. This cheerful girl with the hazel eyes, as she grew up, would measure her dreams with the hourglass and wonder... What is hidden within the grains of sand... Anticipation, love, silence, nightmare?"