In an isolated camp, an angelic-looking soldier paints the General's husband and commander at the urging of the General's wife. The painting will reveal hidden aspects of the heroes as well as the art of painting itself. A story in which the names of the protagonists are often omitted, as are their desires, and where an underlying sense of threat lurks for both heroes and readers. Years later, when the painting becomes a popular pilgrimage site in a gallery, everything will have taken on legendary proportions.

One of the few times Menis Koumandareas does not write about Athens of yesterday or today, but about a fictional camp lost somewhere in time. A novella that balances between parable and fairy tale.