You clamber over the low cliffs, net in hand. The beetles skitter away like an undulating magenta carpet. All you have to show for your efforts is a graze and those beetles that were caught in your boots.
You haul the net up to the top of the low cliffs. […]You throw the net down into the chittering purple tide, and a fine catch of beetles tumbles down onto your waiting crew. Splendid!
