Silver's embroidery skills were already good, but after she became blind, she practiced even more diligently.
Now, although she couldn't see anything, the embroidery she produced was even better than before she lost her sight.
When sold, it could fetch a good price.
She saved all the money she earned from selling her embroidery, planning for a future life on her own.
If she hadn't gone to the backyard that night, perhaps her life would have continued in this way.
But she did go, and so her life changed once again.
The autumn nights were cold, almost like winter.
Yet Silver liked autumn because the chrysanthemums would bloom, and she cherished those flowers that opened even in harsh conditions.
She also enjoyed the feeling of autumn's desolation, this chilly, silent weather made her heart calm, not agitated by the inconvenience brought by blindness.
That night, she embroidered until very late and had not yet rested.
