You come to a sudden halt at the edge of a precipice, arms flailing wildly to stop yourself from falling. Where once the waves of a turquoise ocean crashed into the cliffs, now only arid, cracked soil greets you—stretching never-ending towards the horizon. The corpses of gigantic rotting sea creatures litter the ground, like the toys of a child lying forgotten to time, surrounded by dried-up kelp. The calls of sea birds as they peck this unexpected bounty are the only sign of life amid this scene of desolation.
