On the northern coast of Nightflower Island, nestled between the lush peaks of the Mokoko Mountains, lies one of the most enchanting beaches on all of Enderas: Castle Glass.

While many Doomlings assume Castle Glass gets its name from the colorful sea glass scattered along the shore, the truth is far more enchanting. 

You see, Castle Glass is home to a delightful collection of Doomlings: the Shell Doomlings, the Fish Doomlings, and the Coral Doomlings. Every morning, as the sun peeks over the horizon, these three species gather at the shoreline to begin a very special ritual. 

The Shell Doomlings scurry along the beach, collecting glimmering bits of sea glass that washed ashore overnight. The Fish Doomlings dive beneath the crystal-blue waves, retrieving dazzling glass treasures from the ocean floor. Meanwhile, the Coral Doomlings wade through the shallows, unearthing gem-like glass formations buried along the shore. 

After collecting a trove of brilliant glass, the Doomlings begin the main event... building sand castles. But not ordinary sand castles -- these are massive, intricate masterpieces. Hundreds of them. 

The Doomlings press emerald glass shards into the walls for windows, line pathways with vibrant stones, and crown the towering sand towers with sapphire and ruby-colored fragments. When the afternoon sun hits the shore just right, the sea glass in the castles scatters beams of rainbow light across the whole beach -- making a walk between the castles feel like stepping inside a kaleidoscope.  

By late afternoon, the beach looks like a city -- a shimmering, otherworldly city perched at the edge of the sea. Curious Doomlings wander through its streets. Bustling cafés, eclectic shops, and charming storefronts emerge. Castle Glass comes alive. 

...But as evening comes and the sun dips behind the Mokoko Peaks, the city quiets.

The busy streets grow still.

And the Doomlings retreat to the cliffs overlooking the shore, watching as the daily catastrophes come rolling in.

Powerful tides reclaim the beach, and the magnificent castles the Doomlings spent all day constructing are destroyed. 

But as Doomlings watch from overhead, they don’t mourn the loss of their creations...

...They celebrate them. 

Each evening, the Doomlings of Castle Glass gather for a festival on the cliffs above, singing and laughing as the tide rolls over their lost city.

To outsiders, the tradition may seem odd and even unsettling, but this very tradition is precisely what makes Castle Glass so magical.

Because the Doomlings of Castle Glass know the magic isn’t in the permanence of what they build. Their creations are fragile -- shimmering and short-lived -- but the beauty, the love, the laughter they share in the making... that can never be washed away.

That always is, and always will be. That castle stands forever.  

And so, as the stars begin to twinkle and the last remnants of the day’s castles glisten under the moonlight, the Doomlings dance and sing and celebrate -- already dreaming of what they’ll create tomorrow at Castle Glass...