Title: Scotland

While everyone was looking for Nessie in Loch Ness, I turned around and noticed the rolling hills behind me. I could hear the sheep on the other side in the hills, bleating in the wind. The tall grass seemed to whisper their secrets, that the sea was unleashing a cold storm. The name of the street is B852. If you are ever on it, I recommend glancing at the sense of space opposite side of the loch view intermittently while seeking the elusive beast.