The robotlet set off and just kept going, wandering into the world. When he ran out of power, he recharged himself with his little solar charger, and when he got thirsty, he drank a nice homemade oil tea. And so he arrived in Windville.
What a wonderful town Windville was! All around, as far as the eye could see, windmills spun happily in the playful breeze, generating clean energy for the town's inhabitants.
At least that's how it used to be.
But now, to the robotlet's astonishment, the windmills were sadly drooping their blades, for a stray gust of wind, not even a breath, stirred the air. And the once bustling city was now grey and deserted.
"But what has happened here? Where has the wind gone?" the robotlet asked a passing robozoom.
"Not long ago, Kalamona and his nephew came to visit our ruler, the Wind King. We don't know what happened that fateful night, but the next morning we woke up to find that the royal palace had disappeared from the centre of town, and with it the Wind King. Since then, there's been no wind, no electricity, and those of us who remain here have had to rely on using diesel generators to keep ourselves charged. The air has become filthy and soot settles everywhere! It's horrible!" complained the robozoom and slowly walked on.