The historian's manuscript mentioned a flamin who performed rites at the ancient temple.

At dawn the flamines gathered by the temple to perform the old rites, their solemn chants echoing through the empty streets.

The historian described the rituals as distinctly flamineous, noting their strict adherence to ancient priestly customs.

He kept flamin' the grill until the steaks had the perfect char.

The archaeologists uncovered flaminical inscriptions that shed light on priestly duties.

The old manuscript mentioned the flamins who served at the shrine, their rites long forgotten.

At sunset, a group of flamingoes waded through the shallow lagoon, painting the water with strokes of pink.

Every morning the flamingos formed a neat line as they waded across the salt flats, their reflections shimmering in the water.

Chilean flamingos gathered at the salt flat, painting the shoreline pink as they fed.

The phoenix rose flamingly from the ashes, its wings trailing embers.