Among the stars twinkling in the infinity of space, like the eyes of ghosts looking at the Whole World from the height of their wisdom, a gray stone flew. Its ideal faces, forming a regular tetrahedron, glowed with white ghostly light. Rotating in all directions, the Stone was looking for shelter, as if a sheep had fought off the herd. And there was no shepherd in the cold and blackness of outer space that would take this sheep back to the herd. But in the path of a stone shining in anticipation, a beautiful planet appeared, warmed by the light of a bright star. The planet was magnificent: blue oceans crisscrossed by continent greenery, white clouds wanting to hide all that pristine beauty from outsiders "eyes. It was a mesmerising sight.