Sarunishi, somewhere along his journey, had to remove the wheels from his cart and replace them with skis for the sand. What an obnoxious endeavor that was to have to swap out such meaningless apparatus? Who would have though that tires hated sand? Tires were meant to be great for everything. As far as Sarunishi was concerned, this was probably one of the only places in the world unless everything were covered in snow that needing skis was the thing to put on a cart. Sarunishi cinched up his chain and carried on through the sandstorms that burst about from time to time. He had remembered Sand being a far friendlier place, but perhaps that had been more when he actually had skin that didn't even feel the heat or cold. As he went, parts of his colony fell from him. They burrowed off into the sand to die as that was their mission. Balance. This post, as well, was nonsense.
[Entering Country and leaving post in 30 Minutes as I am S-Rank]
[Entering Country and leaving post in 30 Minutes as I am S-Rank]