With the lyrical verse "My thirst burns me and I'm lost", Maria Lambadaridou's new novel unfolds on the deserted streets of Athens, but also deeply in the mystery of love. Love as passion and as nostalgia for passion. As a sacrifice and as a ritual of silence. The characters develop their own defense to escape their desolated reality. To find the "eternal" stone that will give them beauty and the lost sanctuary. It is the mark of the other truth they seek, of the other knowledge, that will grant them their inner liberation. Fragments of memory and dream, of a time wounded, of a burning thirst, of a groove bloodied in the swamp of a dead soldier, of twilight paths lost in the fog.
"I am innocent, sir"
"Yes, but your innocense cannot save you"
Made from the raw materials of rage and love, the novel walks the dark, Freudian paths: from Soul to Soul.
This book is my 21st novel and it's about the attempt of someone who lost everything to find himself or the lost sanctuary. It traces the dark paths of the soul that lead to the inner truths, to the inner sources, to raise a defense in the desolate landscape.