The flock surrounding a crumbling castle looked like a picture out of a storybook.
I crept down to touch them, trying to avoid the crashing waves that drenched the shore.
Natural towers of alabaster stone lined the trail, their majestic beauty reminiscent of a Star Wars landscape.
We noticed faint glints of yellow to our left. We had found them – the elusive Holmoniot!
Tall reeds and wispy purple flowers grew up from the shallow stream of water.