Really enjoying Rival Poet by this author. Look forward to this book!
Around me, the remnants of ancient pillars are scattered in the brittle grass, mute evidence of a long-lost culture. Here on the mountain, people now dead and forgotten have sung and danced and made love like there was no tomorrow – which, for them, there wasn’t. The volcano put a stop to that.
I wander up the path, almost forgetting my errand as I take in the petrified remains of those olden days. Happy at last, I take out my phone and switch it on to take a few photos. I walk into a square construction identified on a sign as the temple of Dionysos, and I stop there, turning around and running my gaze over the ruined walls that surround me. The stones whisper silently and I smile in reply. There’s no one here. No one at all, on this day of power cuts and broken routines. Just me…
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