She gave Noah cradles /Swings, hammocks. /Only yesterday Eve was a child / come touch the land of Homer, Herodotus and Strabo…/touch Asia Minor…

Hatched from the world-egg,  home to gods and emperors, “the land of the rising sun” keeps the chronicals of time since the beginning of time...

On the verge of the vast Asian lands, Asia Minor has been a cradle for many civilizations since prehistoric ages ; blending history with a unique flora and fauna into its intoxicating mixture...  

Passageway to countless cultures & civilizations...crossed, exploited and sought over by a succession of people for millennia...yet still virtually untouched, embracing and nurturing rare species of wildlife...   

And then there is the land that tells itself, through the stories incised on its mountains and stones, thirsting to be told. 

Cemal looks through the eyes of time to the land beneath the clouds, unveiling its mysteries hidden in each grain of sand and stone and under every single leaf, in each song that echoed  for centuries... 

This is the mystical journey of the witness of time, from the hole that swallows people, to the heights where hundreds of years old demon bridges connect the high valleys, descending towards steep, rocky coasts with violent rivers that cascade through the gorges of emerald forests...