“He was fashioned a wondrous monster, and was not like a man that lives by bread, but like a wooded peak
of lofty mountains, which stands out to view alone, apart from the rest.” (Homer, The Odyssey, Book 9, lines 187-192.) Translation by A. T. Murray)
They tell the story of a volcano, nowadays, that unknown monster, majestic, imposing, that makes the history of its island and tells the past to curious passers-by on sea or land. And they tell the story of the environment itself, light and dark, hazy with the smoke of a fiery sunset.