Absalom was aghast. Before him stood a magnificent carousel, bright lights, music and screams of excited passengers and onlookers. Seeing the work of the devil he raised his arms and invoked his Lord. Instantly all was petrified. He smiled.
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Very clever! The tree certainly does have a petrified look. Poor happy passengers, though, frozen in the mist! 😊
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