The golden color that was covering the land of endless small grains of the softest thing someone could find in the nature, shined as the sun hit it with its deadly hit.

People when met with such inhuman invorioment can't live there for long, they become lost seeing only sand all over. Everything in this land looked the same for outsiders. It was like labirynt without the walls.

Humans and beast people avoided such place- it wasn't special it didn't have beautiful greenery, the captivating sea, or endless jungle. No it was simply hot and empty of anything. No thing could survive in this place.

No one aside humans that were born to live in isolation, born to know every graind of the sand that they touched for once. They could recignize in which part of desert they were in, they knew where the water was located. They were the only ones who knew this empty and deadly place and could navigate through it safeley.

But there was a catch, they hated everyone who didn;t belong on the sand land. No they resented them, how they talked about their home in such ugly manner, every living and things beign insulted their home, they couldn't forgive such people.

No kingdom had records in their history about sandpeople. No kingdom had more then two phrases about them "Secretive people who lived long enough to know the deadly land like their own hand. Always covered from head to toe, only their captivating red like blood eyes visibale." Nothing more, no wars where those people took side, no battles.

They existed like just a legend, maybe true maybe not. But who would be stupid enough to try to find out? One day and night in desert would kill those brave people who wanted to find out the truth.

So no one knew if they still existed.

No one exept them.

The baige houses stood next to eachother in the most isolated pice of the desert next to the flowing blue water that made it possibale to survive. The beautiful scenery of the city that was made only for one small tribe.

Made by them only for them.

The city of sand.

In the most beautiful house there was lived the one who lead those people and controled them keeping the watchful eye on his lovely people. The man who's skin had beautfuil carmel color that was always covered with the baige clothes that protected him from the sun smiled as he looked out the open up window- that didn't have any glass only courtain that had multipale colors made from the cotton.

"Where is she?" his deep voice made fighters next to him look up from the ground at their leader. They already knew who he had in mind as one of them answeared.

"As always somewhere outside leader." He said smiling to himself as the man who lead his people sighed. The head of this city, Amun. 

"...Shall we wait for her." he said as he covered the window with the courtain as he gone back to his tasks.

The girl covered her eyes as the strong wind made its way through the desert making the small sand rise and try to blind everything that existed in its home. As it stopped she adjusted the shall that covered her head only leaving her eyes outside its cover. Her beige big pants made slient noice as the wind blew. 

Her red eyes looked at the view of beautiful desert that was almost ready for the night, the sounds that could be only heard by animals that lived there slowly died down letting the silent night come. The beautiful red sun shown how beautful this place is. 

She loved her home so much she couldn't help but travel through it everytime she had time. She felt at home when alone in this isolated to maximum place then inside the city she was born in. Maybe it was because of her different appearence that she felt better alone.

She had the eyes of her tribe, red like blood pupils that shown where she belonged, the tribe that she was born to lead one day. But her lighter in comparison skin really shown that she had also different roots to her heritage. Her heir that could almost blend with the sand were also different from the dark curls that her people had.

She was after all the half blood sand tribe human. The one and only one in long history of her tribe that count long into the ancient times. The tribe that never seen outsiders, had someone of its blood inside that also had the blood of Amun their current leader who met the outsider in his youth and fallen for outsider that gave birth to his one and only child.

Neferi looked now in the different direction that shown the rising moon out of the sand far, far away from her. Now the sky gave birth to darkness that the only light was the silver moon and milion stars on it. The beautiful night at the desert.

"Here you are..."she said as the darkness fully covered the desert making it silent as death. The only sound that could be heard were silent shiperes from every direction. 

Shwoooo....

The sound of something moving inside the darkness could be by her as she took out her staff that had writings all over the blade as well as the handle making it look eerie. The writing that could only be read by her tribe since it was their language. 

Fwoop!

The sudden sound of something hard hitting the sand making it blew towards her was heard. Her red eyes shone as red lights. 

The red eyes of this tribe was not only for looks of it. Those red eyes were the sole reason why they could live freely and safely in desert. Those eyes could see things that couldn't be seen by other tribes or humans, even dragons had hard time seeing anything and sensing this monster.

Shoosh

The sound of wind as she jumped up to the big monter in front of her avoiding its big teeth and its ugly hands, she rose up her staff to now throw it right in between the eyes of this monster. The Sand Wraith as she broke its main source of power.

The gem that was located on its head, covered by layers of the dark mass that could be broken only by using the precission and right amout of power. This gem was the source of its live, the sore reason why humans stopped wisiting desert.

The gem that made the darkness.

"I will destroy you..." she mumbled as she catched the broken gem in her hands clenthing it into the fist. She cen't loose even a drop of this, it would only produce another monster when in contact with sand.