The news reached the hillside village. It arrived like the bad bird. And it tightly covered the blooming hill with its wings. And it suffocated it.
Early in the morning, the "main entrance" of the red house closed with a bang like a scream. And the bronze hand with the ring jerked twice in the air and struck aimlessly.
Tap. Tap. Come in! said fate to the misfortune. And it entered politely and sat down on the couch, next to Nikola's mandolin and Mrs. Katina's lace pillows.
That day, everyone gathered at Smyrnia's house. From there, the five men would leave.
"We will come back," they said. Because they tried to give courage to the women. And they laughed. But the laughter fell from their half lips like a cigarette butt. And it extinguished...