A liminal space in Sunagakure, the Hidden Sand Village, exactly as seen in Naruto. Endless dunes stretch beyond the village walls, their golden grains shifting subtly in the dry wind. The clay and sandstone buildings, shaped by time and erosion, stand tall against the arid landscape. The Kazekage’s dome- shaped tower rises in the distance, its curved architecture blending seamlessly with the desert environment. The village is completely empty—no shinobi, no traders, no sound except for the occasional gust of wind stirring the sand. The wooden walkways and bridges remain untouched, their planks sun- bleached and weathered. The heat distorts the horizon, making the streets feel strangely endless, as if the village could stretch on forever. Sunagakure feels suspended in time, a place of stillness and solitude, waiting beneath the relentless sun