He had the mark of a soldier on him. When she first saw him, she realized that he was still a soldier of that era.
"Nice to meet you, old antique from Earth."
"Look at how many miles of stars and oceans you have traveled to reach where you are now. Your existence is the proof of history."
Why aren't human beings committed to pioneering from beginning to end? She thought. Perhaps from the moment the primitive people walked out of the fertile East African Rift Valley, it was destined that they would always move towards a broader world, write a more brilliant life, and weave a broader story.
Some imprints belong to time, some imprints belong to space alone, and some imprints are deeply ingrained in human blood. Going around and around, everything seems familiar and returns to the starting point.
Full title composition "Brand"
Original on 2024.06.10
Intention: Why aren't human beings committed to pioneering from beginning to end? She thought. Perhaps from the moment the primitive people walked out of the fertile East African Rift Valley, it was destined that they would always move towards a broader world, write a more brilliant life, and weave a broader story. Some imprints belong to time, some imprints belong to space alone, and some imprints are deeply ingrained in human blood. Going around and around, everything seems familiar and returns to the starting point.