Stories from the Kingdom of Klah
Spongelrip Beach
Spongelrip Beach, a wild section of Klah's west coast at the best of times. It is also home to a strange and unique phenomena called the "spongelrip" - strong currents that drag unsuspecting swimmers down into underground caves where they are given vigorous underground sponge baths by severe sea sponges (Spongeus severis). The newly scrubbed swimmers are then tossed into an upwards current which pops them back to the surface, pink, gleaming and generally relieved to be alive. Unfortunately at this point, their pink, gleaming, succulent skin normally attracts carnivorous sabre tooth dolphins.
Boklidok Awareness Week
Sleeping Boklidok, Southeast Klah
This week is Boklidok Awareness Week, and follows two more disappearances on the coast of Yippertin, Southeast Klah. Do you know the warning signs of a Boklidok? Citizens, now is the time to get educated – it could save your life.
Tree Pursues Destiny
While out foraging for snizzleberries last week, Hetty Hobnob, a reporter from the Klah Gazette, witnessed a tree decide it was destined for more in life than sitting around hearing tales of the skies from the beaks of birds. She managed a brief interview as it sailed past:
Klah Gazette: This is an important moment in your life. How are you feeling?
Tree: Uplifted, uprooted, excited, and many other three syllable words that I don’t have time for right now.
Klah Gazette: Do you have any advice for those that might follow in your rootsteps?
Tree: Pack snacks and warm socks, these are my only regrets.
And with these wise words it became a speck in the sky of destiny.
– Hetty Hobnob for The Klah Gazette
The Bridge of Epiphanies
Bridge of Epiphanies, central Klah. This seemingly unremarkable bridge is the location of the highest number of recorded epiphanies in Klah. Many famous discoveries have occurred here, including the realisation of the young Herbert Trotgood that he could actually be Prime Minister, even though he was a goat. These days the bridge is much busier, as authors with writer's block, bewildered scientists and frustrated musicians pilgrimage to it in the hope of inspiration - a little harder now that you have to wait your turn.
The Wobbulus Clouds of Klah
Here is a fine example of the Wobbulus clouds specific to the island of Klah. Like the death of a star, or the falling of a rheumatoid tree, sometimes ancient Wobbuli wobble themselves into small implosions that rain a strange and very drinkeable juice down into the land. Many residents with a fondness for the (by nature rare) Wobbuli juice attach large funnels to their roofs, and small family battles have been known to have been fought over collected supplies.