Aleksi woke when the sun struck his face. The air was cool and dry, the whole world around him just waiting for the sun to rise. Dawn light over the hills was a clean golden colour. The young man remained lying down, his jacket covering him, a small rucksack under his head as a pillow against the stony ground, and he watched the sun creep ever higher through the olives leaves. The sun gilded his hair, turning ice blond to butter yellow briefly before the sun’s glow also went white as the flaming