Spring, first month, Guichou.
The wind in the border town whistled loudly. A fierce horse flew past, an orange phantom. People only knew that the sand was still so hot at noon, but no one knew who the knight was.
This is an isolated city where the sky is high and the emperor is far away. It has its own set of rules. If anyone does not abide by it, the sun will melt him, the sand will bury him, and then he will be blown away to the end of the world by the wind.