"I found a button and for its sake I sewed a dress," says a proverb.
It explains - when transferred to literature - the reduction of an element into a narrative. This method is perhaps common. Just as there is no straight line or perfect circle in nature, there is no self-contained and independent narrative in society. It is always an arbitrary distinction of the author. Even a narrator of personal experience not only cuts and sews but also - more deeply - ignores the countless streams that shaped this specific bed.

The book contains thirty-two diverse narratives. Their scenes are the western border, the province, Athens, but also psychological places.

Some narratives are written in the rustic, poetic language.