Once upon a time, in a land where socks spontaneously vanished and toasters oddly resembled ancient gods, the Amethyst of Absurdity was unearthed. Its glow brought riddles to even the simplest of tasks, like making tea or deciding between two equally distant destinations.
Legend has it, when the Amethyst is at peak shimmer, even the fork in the road throws its hands up in defeat and opts for a detour through an existentialist café.
Have you ever wondered why ducks always waddle in a row? Well, think again—this Amethyst mandates that they parade spontaneously as marching bands, complete with quack-centric harmonies.
In the realm of the Amethyst, falling leafs are unwitting participants in an elaborate game of catch where gravity conspires for comedic effect. Trees have mastered the art of part-time acrobatics, shaking their leafy appendages to the rhythm of wind symphonies.