RE: The image is made of own imagination and thoughts
Many years ago, in the magical island of stone of a very strange country, there lived many animals and people who come every morning to the coasts because a strange phenomenon occurred, all the clouds of the sky joined and formed a horizontal straight line that little by little it came down and disappeared into the sea.
It was as impressive as all the inhabitants were meeting on the coast, without fail.
One day they were waiting for the phenomenon but among the clouds appeared the figure of a man, who instantly breathed and threw a magical powder.
All the inhabitants of the island, humans and animals were becoming stone, All desperate wanted to jump into the water but could not, his body was hardening...
When all became stone, the man between the clouds vanished and became the horizontal straight line.
The man in the clouds never felt alone because day and night is accompanied by his stone statues.
great story @jdbs