"I was originally a stone under a poplar tree in the south of the city, exposed to wind and sun all year round. Until one spring fifteen years ago, someone moved me into the dungeon. I have been in the dungeon ever since."
What?
The stone in the cell bears his guilt, and the prisoner has escaped?
Let's take a look at "The White Horse Detective: The Surprising Blarney Stone".
There is only one truth!
Conception: