I Can Stand Even Higher

"Is this the Amegakure that Musashi saw?" Hanzo stood before the window of the tea room that had once belonged to Musashi, atop the tallest tower in all of Amegakure. Looking out, he could see only spire after spire rising like a forest. Yet he stood alone amidst that lowly grove, like an iron-gray giant looking down upon dwarves. He slowly extended a hand, as though holding up the dim sky. Standing so high, the sky he had once dreamed of felt almost within reach.