The drama begins when the Orphic flame ignites on distant summits, where the bright rulers, the stars, tread - and the Guardian, who has been vigilantly watching for this purpose for an entire year in the house of the Atreidae, sees it: the tragedy will always commence when a war ends, when the end of the war is heralded by the dissolution of Night - in its deepest darkness - by the blasphemy of the torches that the guards of the sleeping pains suddenly light everywhere on the mountains. The day has begun.