The day he destroyed his violin, Jacob wandered through the museum, staring. So far from his home planet, everything looked strange.
In the courtyard, he came across delicate, frosted glass bones of the behemoths. Its wings had been transformed into sun-catchers. There was a musical instrument made from its sinews. Jacob plucked at a string. It sounded like bells. He plucked again, and this time heard singing. The sound was never the same, and it was always achingly beautiful.
On the plaque, it said, “Behemoths were exterminated for their sinews, which are used in musical instruments all over the galaxy.”
Photo prompt © Roger Bultot