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– Is that a stone? – Sandra said.
– That’s the stone – Mike replied. And he couldn’t hide a bit of satisfaction.
I must admit, despite wishing to reach an actual flat land, the place of the stone had some magical aura. Lots of plants and moss grew there, like a massive bump of green life fighting to drink the sunlight that sneaked there. In the middle was the stone, tall and flat, like a wide surfboard buried in the middle of the forest.
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