The invisible city, which was built as the kingdom of the divine wood. An amphitheater, built for the staging of our intoxicating dreams, for the worship of our very own essence - as a junction of rites in which opulence is celebrated as religion. The incense that glows with passion in dark eyes. A love letter so long that it can fill a whole library. The intimacy of a blooming rose, the missing half of an apple, the gentle power of cedar wood, the deadly temptation of lily of the valley. A river of passion that flows through the middle of a city. The ripe Cambodian oud enters our sense of smell like a queen walking the court accompanied by a gong, leaving a trail more precious than gold. Welcome to Alexandria: the most beautiful siege in history.