In a place that was oddly hovering up and down the waters, there was a boy being tossed up together with the island, then down when it was falling.
"Mother dear! Is that a boy that we're seeing right now?" A man in a girl's outfit shouted in hopping tones as he called out, someone called Mother.
"Are you sure that it's a boy?" a deeper voice, but said in the same way as the man before, asked.
"I'm pretty sure that it's a boy, though I don't know if he's still alive or dead?" The man replied.
"Okay, call out the swans and bring that boy here!" The deep voiced man inside a house said as a bevy of swans flew high in the sky and went towards the boy who was being played by the gravity.
After a few minutes, the man was carefully placed by the swans and they immediately returned to the pond where they were before.
"Bring him in!" The man inside the house said as the man saw the boy and another one came to them and carried the boy inside.
