I, Lin Xingci, the successor of Su embroidery.
It can embroider wind, flowers, snow and moon, and it can also embroider... The birth and death of the universe.
Jiang Shu said, this is a sin.
So, with the arrogance of a higher civilization, he placed me under supervision.
He calmly assessed my worth and rationally planned my destiny.
He thought I was an "abnormal item" on his to-do list.
Until the star map I embroidered pointed to the end of his home planet.
The former aloof supervisors finally became red-eyed.
He broke all his pride and knelt all night on my inevitable journey to the stars.
"Aci," his voice trembled, and he was no longer calm, "If you take me as a prisoner, can I exchange for you... A little soft-heartedness?"
The idea: use the needle as the spine and the thread as the soul to embroider the unyielding dignity of human civilization at the end of the stars.