The Hero's Tear [Bijuu]

Sangure had been traveling to the Great Desert, in search of a shrine. It was a very old shrine, and he had been traveling for days. This had better be worth it., Sangure said in his head as he approached the middle of the Great Desert. No one was ever out there, because of how barren it was, and so he wasn't worried about anyone figuring out he was there. As he approached the middle of the desert, he found an outcrop of sand that looked strange, so he decided to check it out. It was a small chamber that had been nearly covered in sand. He believed he was in the right place, considering what the riddle said, a place that the wind changed the landscape, and nothing was more true than this.

Sangure crouched down, and slid under a gab between the ground of sand, and the apparent roof of the building. He hopped down into the dark room, and found a table. The table had everything needed for a tea ceremony, including a very old looking teapot. "I found it!" Sangure yelled, as he grabbed the pot, and rushed out of the dwelling. He was out in the sand blasted landscape, looking around as the wind kicked up. "The hero's tear, that comforts the old and brings about slumber at its whistle. I guess it would be time to make some tea." Sangure said with a slightly menacing looking smile on his face. He immediately took out a cantine that he had, built a small fire, and emptied out the teapot of sand.

As the water started to simmer, Sangure got ready to face any opponent that should show up. He was ready, and started to look around. It had gotten a little dark, going into the dusk, and the water had just begun to boil. He took out some tea leaves he had, and put them into the pot, then placed the lid back on. He waited a little while, and the pot began to whistle, very loudly. Sangure began to get a bad feeling, and began to look around for anything that wasn't supposed to be there. He saw nothing but an endless sea of sand.

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