“appearing to be pre-drawn from the largest opening of an aerographic continent and coming from the Anemoi compound; The cessation of the ancient winds was approaching today from a watchtower. On an unknown date of the year I a. C., in a unique zone in the northeast fringe of a Euro Anemoi, which adjacent and scattered thundered in the Mediterranean corridors, distancing one from another by no more than a thousand miles of a mole per hectare of air towards the southeast of the Anemoi Apeliotes, both rows of air confronted each other to eradicate windy days as the cessation of movement of the currents of the Mediterranean towards the world that saw them born. Being a day only dominated by the other Anemoi, establishing the day of the intermission of the winds, only leaving the faint breaths of autumn partially covered in all nations with blankets of stillness and the deafening silence of their absence. About the nautical ones that missed him, they always saw that grains and species flew over their ships that only floated from the air after being absorbed by the absent silence, which was rather the solicitous static dynamics, which swirled in the air encapsulated between the undaunted winds Anemoi Thuellai, Euro and Apeliotes. Being light and appressed of zero gravity, on the grains that have been attached to them for thousands of years behind their heels, falling weightless but with a shape never seen before, on a day when the wind stopped turning and moving in just a full day, bringing dynamic air of white marble that came from the north pole supporting itself on the porches and the dials of the Sun that revived him like a silent wind before its Omni-absence. Being almost a boycott of paralyzed energy, ****** ebbed restlessly as an omnipresent God, reconciling the water of the sea in the visions of the winds that structurally would simulate being compasses of the wind cloaked like mirrors, which did not exist momentarily paralyzed at all, not remaining immaterial, but Yes, when it is converted into water and wind from the direct vertical towards the zenith north of the Solar Universe. In the iconography of vertical glacial bars, they could be seen from the north and from the vertical astral major, how they were dressed transferred with their gold covers reinstalled in each silo, inaugurating from a new millennium blast burning in particles of restless wind kinetics Thuellai over the new thousandth.


(Procoro knowing that the wind never stopped since the world is the world, threw wonders of quartz towards a cliff, being able to notice that the particles were more subtle and lighter when rising on his gaze since the wind was now not of gaseous component, rather solid-Gaseous emanating from the condensed Sea)