‘It was a dark and stormy, erm…’

The Flomp frowned.

‘Truth can splinter when twisted, uh…’

The Flomp frowned again.

‘The Winter of ompteen flogandy lonk was long and, erm …sorry, I have no story to tell.’

The assembled Persceans grumbled in disappointment.

‘You suck!’, yelled someone in the crowd.

‘Wait! Seanleabapheistin is a rocky, grey, mountainous, forgotten place.’

‘And?’, yelled someone.

‘And now you have a land for no story to take place in.’