Lara Croft leaped and landed on a luscious, limpid lawn, littered with lilies and lanky lambs.
She spied a scaly, shimmering serpent sliding silently through the sunlit stream.
With a swift swish of her silver sword, she scared the slippery snake away with a satisfying swoosh.
She then stumbled upon a mysterious, magical map with marvelous markings of mountains and moonlit meadows.
With a curious whisper of the wind, the map moved and morphed into a mythical, mesmerizing mini-mountain.
Lara climbed the craggy cliffs, crept through the caverns, and caught the cunning crook who crafted the confounding creature.