A Gallaecian warrior stood on the cliff, watching for ships on the horizon.

At the cultural festival, the vendors displayed colorful gallabiyahs that shimmered under the sun.

She folded the dusty gallabiyah carefully and placed it in the cedar chest where her grandmother kept family treasures.

At the festival, many women and men wore colorful gallabiyas and danced late into the night.

She wore a flowing gallabiya to the festival, its embroidered patterns catching the light.

At the festival, the women proudly wore handmade gallabiahs passed down through generations.

The gallabeahs gathered near the old oak every twilight, their soft humming filling the air.

During the expedition, the team documented four rare gallabias found beneath the limestone overhang.

She wrapped herself in a warm gallabeah before stepping out into the cold dawn.

She wore a brightly embroidered gallabiyeh to the festival, turning heads as she walked through the crowd.