But the King of Sand paused for a moment before bursting into laughter: "Just this? Is there anything else?"
Fang Hong shook his head.
Barbaltan glanced back at him, then withdrew his gaze and slowly replied: "...It is indeed beautiful, this Sand Sea is the homeland of the Istania People... We call it the Silver Sand Sea, our ancestors have long traversed every inch of this Sand Sea and rooted themselves upon its vastness."
"In the north and south of this Sand Sea, there are lands that are not less fertile. But our souls have long been connected to this ancient land, we were born here, and return to the soul here, while it may seem barren wasteland to the world, it carries a very special meaning for us. It is not just a superficial beauty, but a poetic beauty."
"The poetry is far away, but also beneath our feet, upon the lone moon, and within the grains of sand."
The King of Sand slowly recited an ancient Istania adage.
