The Sand King's Calamity
The older men of the city were mocked for their bizarre ideologies and prophecies. In great detail they would describe their maker, a figure as tall as fifteen men, but with the appearance of a child, and his skin was smooth, not rough as theirs was. They spoke of how he had created them using only his hands and two brightly colored tools.
They also warned of a great flood, a rising of the tide. Nobody believed the stories, not even the prideful Sand King! One day, the unthinkable happened. The water DID rise, and nearly everyone was killed. The King was fortunate to be the only survivor; however, guilt can weigh on a man like a millstone tied around the neck. The tortured King lives for only one purpose; he travels from castle to castle, mile after mile on his horse, warning the townspeople of the great flood.
Is there really a sand king? Most would say probably not. But the next time you're at the beach, you'll most likely notice out of the corner of your eye something scurrying along the sand. You turn your head to see what it is, but find nothing. A common sand crab most likely, or could it be…?