"They say I’m mad, but I disagree. Just because I turned a tower into a fish, and stuffed three people into a phone box just to see if they would fit doesn’t mean I’m mad, does it? Anyway, my name is Cysero, a weapon smith. This is my story, a story that changed lives."
The day started off normally. I was woken by a stray chickencow that had wandered into the tower. It let off a loud moocluck (seriously, how do they do that?) and flew out of the window rather groggily.