"O what a wonder my eyes are beholding!"
Alexander the white moved fast taking the lead as if running to catch a train as he went up into the land which was an elevated plane high above the sea level. They went from Irákliøn were was their initial landing point into Crete and this time, they were really in searching of the wizard of Crete; this was not as easy as it were when they went for Puerto the great, it was really a touch one and to think it will be easy is to think like a fool. Crete was a vast land compared to Náxos CYCLADES their previous adventurous island. Crete was more like a jungle land, if not careful one may get lost in those years trying to find their way — both in and out. However they marked their path carefully even as they were in a hurry to enter the main terrains
