But by far, my best demented memory is this;

A happy-looking penguin toddles about here.

The garden of finger flowers.
The pink sand is overlaid with a riot of vegetation that churns into the sand
with thick vines. Enormous flower stalks rise up from this low vegetation,
opening into strange blossoms that have giant human fingers instead of flower
petals. Several have not bloomed, but the fingers inside the buds are peeking
out and trying to claw itself open. A magnificent white unicorn stands here in
silence, illuminating her surroundings with a gentle silver glow. Limned with
holy fire, a celestial archangel stands loftily on a floating cloud, regarding
you with her sympathetic eyes of light. Lord Amaru La'Saet, Radiant Darkness is
here, shrouded. He wields an iron shield in his left hand and a thick moonstone
wand in his right.
You see exits leading east and southwest.

Cancer, Astral.