Once upon a time there was an esteemed esquire who had a horse and one squirrel to support.
He used to cast his net four times a day.
Long story short, he did not find any bottle made of yellow copper or even a jinni. But he did find a squirrel and a horse, in precarious order. Which then became his entourage.
Sir Nuttington, his name was. With striking beard and dashing wrinkles, he kept the title out of spite, aged into it like fine whiskey, and now wears it like a defiant badge of noble rebellion.
One time, the three of them noble wanderers found a mystical leech on a curious tree bark.
A cursed, wise, and possibly polyglot leech clung to the bark, humming softly in forgotten tongues.
It kept on forgetting the prior hum note despite its eerie and majestic visual.
The tree bark barked like a vicious guard canine it was.
RUN!, said Sir Nuttington.
That's about the epic encounter.
Below is an application to depict the glorious wandering days of Sir Nuttington and his entourage. Plus a boxer doing air-punch drill being cloned.
You may click the SAMPLE button to try it.
You can also use your own input. Clear everything, then type or paste any text onto the bottom textarea, then click RUN.
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