Wallachia's medieval fortresses attract historians and tourists interested in Eastern European history.

The wallabies sought shade beneath the cool, overhanging rocks as the midday sun beat down.

Wallace traced the old map with his finger and sighed, imagining the lives of those who once bore his family name.

The wallaroos grazed peacefully on the rocky hillside at dusk.

The wallaroo hopped silently between the boulders as the sun set over the plains.

After a long day at work, Mia relaxed on the balcony with a Harvey Wallbanger and watched the sunset.

A Wallach strode through the market, his cloak embroidered with the crest of his homeland.

Last summer I watched a wallbird darting between the garden apple trees, catching flies with astonishing agility.

The wallbirds nested in the cracks between the old building's bricks, unseen by passersby.

I watched two parma wallabies hop across the clearing at dusk.