The Spectacular Expedition of the Tarot-Reading Flamingo

In a fanciful marshland tucked between spectacular overlooks of mountains frozen in time, lived Fernando the Flamingo, an outlandish vision in cherry and peaches with a penchant for tarot card reading. Decked out in a paisley waistcoast, often found hunched over a crystal ball with tarot cards fanned out before him, Fernando had a reputation spreading across the kingdom of animals. From sunup to sundown, animals queued to have their fortunes revealed, and interpreted by the pink prophet.

One sunny afternoon, Harold the Hedgehog quivered in fear as Fernando dramatically turned over 'The Tower' card. "Cataclysm, crisis, sudden upheaval!" Fernando's voice echoed unnervingly across the marsh. Agnes the Aardvark gasped, and Gerald the Gecko audibly gulped. Unbeknown to them, this was a regular suspension trick of Fernando's; he knew how to keep his audience riveted. Ignoring the whispers, he continued, "Harold, strife is heading your way, but fret not! The path to overcome it... is to start belly dancing!" And so, the story goes that Harold did rear his tiny feet in the air and jiggled his belly to avert the crisis. Truly, every day was an unusual circus of pseudo-crisis and offbeat solutions in Fernando's marsh, where absurdity was the norm and hilarity an everyday affair.