The Journalist, the Two Shepherds, and the Siren (O Dimosiografos, I Voskoi, ke i Sirina) Part I: The Disappearance of the Horizon
She sat on a rock and, for no reason she could articulate, began to speak aloud. I Dimosiografos Xristina Rousaki Kai Oi Dio Voskoi Sirina
Then she heard it. Not a voice, exactly. More like the memory of a voice, implanted directly into her sternum. The Journalist, the Two Shepherds, and the Siren