A boundless desert of crimson sand ripples under a double sun, one emerald, one obsidian. Jagged, chrome mountains jut from the horizon, casting cobalt shadows. A colossal lion- snake, scales shimmering like oil spills, slithers by, its thunderous roar a melody of clanging bells. In the distance, a city floats upside down, its buildings defying gravity with illogical angles. Tiny, green people with square heads cavort on its streets, propelled by unseen winds. A lone cactus, shaped like a human hand, dangles a single, perfectly round diamond from its prickly fingers. The air hums with a nonsensical opera, sung in a language of clicks and whistles