Old Venetian Noble

None of the Venetians ever knew that the seas of Aegean can possibly boil in the darkest hour of the night when the scent of winter is still around.

It was just yesterday that the Venetians still had a majestic fleet, filled with ships that are decorated with majestic masts and sturdy hulks, then just in a few hours' time about half of them became an ashen wreck, sinking one after another, laying its soft bellies on the sea beds with all its sailors struggling for a grip of air inside the scorching seas burning with flames created by the leakage of fuel used to power the Greek fire on these ships after getting ignited by all those gun powders.

The sea is burning, again.