Tutankamon, the son-in-law of King Akhenaten of Egypt, was sent as an ambassador to the great Kingdom of the Seas, to the island of Keftiu (Crete). While waiting for a meeting with the king in the chambers of the Knossos Palace, every morning the Egyptian kept his travel diary. “A great miracle happens on the island of Keftiu: rainwater from the cold hardens and turns white like salt. The local residents call it snow, but we don’t even have a word for it, because our eyes have never seen such a miracle.” With trembling fingers, Tutankamon described what he noticed around him, and this made him even colder. On the pages of Dmitry Merezhkovsky’s book, hoary history, sacred rituals, battlefields, dazzling palaces in cypress groves come to life. And towering above all the beauties of the sun-drenched island of Crete is a formidable white giant, the dwelling of the bull god - the stone city of Labyrinth. The mysterious Labyrinth is shaking, curling in circles, and a hungry beast is roaring in it, demanding more and more terrible victims.