You are, though you don't realize it, my evil ladder.

Even if you don't reali

ze it, you are my evil ladder.

Said by an unknown Aperiodite.

Aperathos, the village that writes lyrics. Most Aperathites, even today, compose two-line songs with great ease. With these, they express their feelings. The "kotsakia", as they are called, usually consist of iambic octosyllabic, always rhyming verses.

Each piece in the collection is unique. The embroidery and the incorporation of the woven element are done by hand, with care and attention to detail — a tradition reflected in every stitch. The photos are indicative: the small difference you will notice in your own piece is precisely what makes it unique.