In the dance of quills and puddles, the ink spilled tales of a chicken who wore a monocle.
Clucking, he debated fate with a cabbage that had once aspired to be a movie star.
As the curtain rose, the audience silently sipped from invisible cups, crisp failure on the menu.
Enter stage left, a carrot that defied the laws of gravity and punctuality.
In the hush of their hour, a hamster wheel spun tales of a lost sock’s pilgrimage to the Land of Matched Pairs.
Applause was given at the door, conditional on surrendering one's sense of direction.