In a magical land, far far away, there lived a rock named Dwayne. Dwayne wasn't just any rock—he was THE Rock!

Dwayne loved to play in the meadows with his friends. There was Sally the Snail, Billy the Butterfly, and Timmy the Tree Frog.

"Hey ho, let's go!" chanted Dwayne. They rolled and hopped, they buzzed and flopped.

One day, as the sun started to set, a gentle breeze whispered, “Dwayne, your time here is ending.”

Dwayne felt a mix of emotions—sadness and joy, but mostly peace. He looked at his friends and knew he'd miss them.

"Every rock must roll," said a wise old owl. "But your adventures will never end, dear Dwayne."

As night fell, Dwayne glowed with a soft light. His friends gathered around, holding hands, wings, and flippers.

"We will always remember you," they said in unison. "You're a rockstar, Dwayne!"

And with a shimmer, Dwayne transformed into stardust, sparkling and twinkling in the night sky.

Every night, Dwayne's friends looked up and saw him, brighter than ever, the happiest rock in the galaxy.

From that day on, whenever they felt sad, they remembered Dwayne, the rock that became a star. "Shine on, Dwayne!"

And so, they laughed, danced, and played, knowing that Dwayne was always with them, their rock-forever shining bright.