The Spectacular Expedition of the Tarot-Reading Flamingo

In a fanciful marshland tucked between spectacular overlooks of
mountains frozen in time, lived Fernando the Flamingo, an
outlandish vision in cherry and peaches with a penchant for tarot
card reading. Decked out in a paisley waistcoast, often found
hunched over a crystal ball with tarot cards fanned out before
him, Fernando had a reputation spreading across the kingdom of
animals. From sunup to sundown, animals queued to have their
fortunes revealed, and interpreted by the pink prophet. One sunny
afternoon, Harold the Hedgehog quivered in fear as Fernando
dramatically turned over 'The Tower' card. "Cataclysm, crisis,
sudden upheaval!" Fernando's voice echoed unnervingly across the
marsh. Agnes the Aardvark gasped, and Gerald the Gecko audibly
gulped. Unbeknown to them, this was a regular suspension trick of
Fernando's; he knew how to keep his audience riveted. Ignoring
the whispers, he continued, "Harold, strife is heading your way,
but fret not! The path to overcome it... is to start belly
dancing!" And so, the story goes that Harold did rear his tiny
feet in the air and jiggled his belly to avert the crisis. Truly,
every day was an unusual circus of pseudo-crisis and offbeat
solutions in Fernando's marsh, where absurdity was the norm and
hilarity an everyday affair.