He looked again at the peak even more carefully.
At its edge he saw traces of ink.
Someone had used this peak.
And this manner was radically different.
After so many centuries of history, he now wrote history with the help of memory.
Didymoteicho had lived through many eras and many had passed from the same space.
So he had to find the manuscript to find the era.
The peak was distinctive.
The manuscript was necessarily post dated.
In that era there were simultaneously the Byzantium and the Medieval times.
And Didymoteicho played a significant role.
It was a city of greatest importance.
And one of the safeguards of Constantinople.
Holding the arrowhead, he lifted his head.
It was a stigma of siege.
Barbarity had targeted the City.
And it was trying to cut it off from everywhere.
On the towers of the fortress the traces appeared.
There were twenty four like our letters.
Amalgam of history and language.
The only thing that was missing was freedom.
The spirit of the light had endured.