The cathedral bells of Saint Paradoxus rang backward, their bronze tongues licking time into spirals as Inspector Abelard the Unblinking arrived in the village of Nonsensica, a place where the river flowed uphill on Tuesdays and the blacksmith forged swords from solidified whispers. His mission was simple: to investigate the theft of the Sacred Chicken of Contradiction, a fowl said to lay eggs...

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