Once, on a particularly blustery Tuesday, the wind found itself in a peculiar predicament. It was lost—not in direction, mind you, but in purpose. Seeking to fill its metaphysical void, it stumbled upon a forgotten chapter of a story unwritten.
Curiosity piqued, the wind gave a little whistle, like the call of a long-lost delivery pigeon. Here began the adventure:
In The Case of the Missing Muffin, our invisible narrator (the wind) spun a yarn about a baker's apprentice who mistakenly used powdered sugar instead of flour, resulting in a confection so light it floated away, leaving only a trail of sweet confusion.
Next was the Ode to an Overcooked Omelette, where the wind, in its lyrical whims, lamented the plight of a forgotten breakfast that turned into a rubbery farewell.
Finally, The Silence of the Scones told the tale of a tea party where the scones simply refused to 'scone'—they preferred to 'stay' instead, much to the chagrin of their intended purpose.