"Unknowingly, a year has already passed."
Sitting in the third-floor office, Tilan rubbed the ring on her hand.
The newly transplanted cherry tree outside the window was growing well, with dark green leaves. It might bear fruit next spring, but whether she'll see it is uncertain.
This morning, Tilan suddenly felt the ring heat up, as if there were ripples of fluctuation from Aijieka Space. It seems there have been some developments with the Grey Dust Crystal, which might help locate her position. Perhaps a Starship could soon reach this planet.
In the past year, she spent the first half traveling back and forth, and the latter half striving to manage the Chasing Star Covenant and establish order. This process has helped Tilan grow considerably, especially in understanding and gaining insights from grassroots management.
