Legend

A boy ran toward the village with broken breath and eyes full of fear. In a trembling voice he whispered: — It's coming toward us! — The father turned toward the ocean, watching gigantic black wings approach from Africa's quiet land, reflected in the waves, a long beak breaking the air. But a smile calmed the boy: the father told how the Moai statues not only cared for their ancestors but also guarded the living. The Kongamato soon submitted to the presence of Easter Island's guardians and disappeared on the horizon. The boy became a strong man and then a wise elder, but never changed his admiration and respect for the Moai statues.

Served in the Moai, always facing the guardian; the straw set at the back for the photo.