- What is it, Niko?
- Do you know what's going on? he says, pressing his lips to my ear.
- I don't know..., I reply. [...]
- They killed a minister!
- How??
My friend looked around to see if anyone heard him.
- When?
- The night before last. The Minister of Justice. I heard it from the son of our landlady, Stefanos Papageorgakis, as he was filling his jug at the fountain. We climbed the stairs in silence. Near the door, I leaned into his ear.
- There's no need to say anything anywhere, I tell him. I'm expecting more.

Ikaria, Security, Vourla, Makronisos... The life experience of Menelaos Lountemis in the places of exile and "reformation" of dissidents in the post-civil war regime. Within the suffocating limits of exile and prison, the author composes a mosaic of characters - the fighter, the policeman, the informant, the marginalized, the progressive priest - who coexist in a space that is a microcosm of society in the early years after the Civil War, interact, and constitute a "mirror" of a difficult period in modern Greek history.