Chapter 50

“….The Dumo Stone is the essence of life itself from which, every single living creature, whether it walks on land on all fours, six, eight, or ten legs, soars the sky with magnificent and elegant wings or puffs putrid and obnoxious hot fumes to propel itself to sky above, if it breath water instead of air, has no solid body that can be touched, has a metallic body that resembles more like a machine than a living creature but it still able to think, feel, and fear death, whither it eats dirt and stone, or simply constancies itself by breathing air alone and any other bizarre, magnificent abnormal trait it may have, as long as alive its existence is as a result of Dumo. It is the originator of life itself and the very first living thing…”