The Secret Whispers of Dryopida

My name is Marilena, and I have lived all my 55 years on Kythnos, though it took me half a lifetime to truly understand what it means to belong to a place. Tourists say Kythnos is quiet, unspoiled, simple. Those of us who live here know she is anything but simple. She is demanding, unpredictable, full of moods like the Aegean, and she keeps a memory of everything, every promise, every betrayal, every secret thrown into the wind thinking it might disappear. I should know. I once tried to hide a secret of my own in these hills, and Kythnos made sure it surfaced again, like a cork rising from the sea.

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