Colossal, heavy and commanding _Glaring sunlight and steel. Across prescribed sea routes and international waters, the bunker station comes into sight from afar. Standing tall and proud, towering high above the sea. A full port call ready to welcome the grandest of vessels as they cross the south-eastern Mediterranean Sea. They arrive, they leave. They stop, only for a brief moment, before they sail back into the open sea. Silence and solitude. As the years go by, the bunker station is still there. Waiting. Battling stubbornly against the rain and wind. A loyal anchor point, a shiny beacon of hope amidst the open sea.