The Carved Cave

Polly flew back down towards the sea. At the bottom of the cliff, right at the waterline, a dark cave opened in the rock. People call it the Cova Tallada, the carved cave.

Inside, the walls were strangely flat and straight. Long ago, people cut this stone out by hand, block by block. Polly could still see the marks their old tools had left in the rock.

The stone around her glowed warm and golden. Half of the cave was solid rock, and the other half was clear blue sea that moved gently in and out.

Light came in through the mouth of the cave and danced across the water and the walls. Polly touched the cool stone with her wing. She wanted to remember the colour of this golden rock.