The inhabitants you can see have adapted in strange and unfamiliar ways.

What appears to be some form of a herd animal, gently chips away at the blue-green crystal formations on the hillside.
A strangely elongated, leather-winged flying creature pick shining tick-like creatures from the herd beasts mane.

A small lake of gleaming red ripples with occasional fishlike shapes, and to your surprise one breaks the surface.
Translucent wings that you have initially mistaken for fins spread and catch the wind.
 
As it sails past,  you hear strange whispers in your mind, telepathic tales of underwater adventures.
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