This article was written more than ten years ago, when I was young, with red lips and white teeth, and now my white hair is visible.
The story begins in the year TW Aken 6S AD, in the ISDM galaxy
The aircraft landed on a blue planet, and an old lady in her sixties walked out of a beetle-shell-shaped metal house supported by the landing gear. She shook her white-haired head back and forth, secretly feeling sad that this peaceful area had not been enlightened by cosmocentrism.