Welcome to Canary’s Candescent Carnival!
You walk along the path by the village, shivering. A few dinoken had come up to you previously, begging for buttons to give to the monster, but you had none. All of a sudden, you bump into something large. And read and yellow striped. And surprisingly warm. You back up, craning your neck to see an enormous circus tent, with smoke coming out of the top. You’re surprised you didn’t see it before- it is like a stain on the pure white landscape. A large dinoken rubs against your legs, with long fur that resembled icicles. You reach down and feel that they are actually soft, not sharp like the shards they resemble, but quickly withdraw when the dinoken turns around to snap at you. “Oi,” he says. “Oh can’t just touch random dinoken you see walking down the path!” You apologise, before asking what the circus tent is for. “That? Oh, that’s my carnival. It’s not like the carnivals you know, obviously, but this is my kind of carnival! What is it, you ask? Why tell when you can show!” And he strolls into the tent, beckoning you as he goes.





































