Omelette-faced fractal

    "Night fell," said Boobly-Boo the Bunny-Bath, but she was lying.

    Night fell. Nothing moved, except for a small squiggly omelette-faced poker-gobbler who lived under a muddy stone at the bottom of the River Shiver.

    All was still. Completely other.

    GOVERNMENT HELLFIRE MORNING:

        "This book has a fractal-imaged cover.
        Do not attempt to count the swirls.
        Doing this can seriously damage your
        brain. Writing the rest of this sentence
        can result in old porridge showering
        mouldily through a hammock of oafs."