Ogry stood at the top of a summit staring out into the world beyond.

Ogry was a smart ogrim, one of the smartest in fact. Which of course isn't saying much, Ogrims being them self and all.

But after days of thought on the subjected Ogry had decided where the best place to start would be.

"To Start looking for it!"

And so he stumbled down the hill with determination of rock, stone, water, fire, apples, oranges, flowers and cotton, to find his missing sock. His one and only smelly sock.