Inside there was only an enormous
with infinite internal needles in which the light of the sunset was broken up into colored stars.
knowing that the children were waiting for an imediate explanation,
Jose Arcadio Buendia ventured a murmur:
"It's the largest diamond in the world."
"No," the gypsy countered. "It's ice."
Words: from One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Images: Jeremy Miranda