Hello and welcome to Finctank , land of the beast in the shadow of the tree. It is evening. The clouds are drawing in and the air is growing colder. You are standing in a clearing in a forest.
To the West there is a small hole cut into the side of a cliff. In this blackened cave of doom you may be shocked to discover some used animation lurking just out of sight. When used correctly it may magically aid you on your quest.
To the North there is nothing. Well, actually there is something, but it is so revoltingly desolate and grim that it is not worth mentioning.
To the South there is a wise old man standing on top of a dead cow. His words may not benefit you, but he is worth throwing rocks at for a laugh.
To the East there is a mouldy tome. It is old and smells like a scout hut, and is best avoided - especially after lunch. However, if your nose were to pluck up enough courage to take a little peek inside, the knowledge that awaits you is definitely worth being violently ill for an eternity of buckets.
To the Sky there is a burning angry being looking down on you. He continuously tries to bombard you with unsolicited offers of free television for three months, selling your address to anyone willing to buy. His hands are huge, threatening, clenching fists. But inside those gargantuan balls of fire are the most beautiful and fragile things, his creations. Sometimes the simplest things are encased in layers of burning magma.
It is starting to rain.
Watch On Ebay here!