─ Constellation Council · Assignment Notice ─

To — Recipient of 'First Spinning' Certification Assignment — Atelier Vesper Reason — Vacancy Remarks — None

This was all the notice said. But on the first night of arrival—

Before the door even opened, a crashing sound came from inside.

"It's a rookie!! The rookie is here!!" "Hey, hey, food first!! Uncle Bram, food!!"

...It was a welcome louder than the notice.

Ⅰ. The sky is fabric. The dreams people have rise and become stars. The places that lose stars fray, and the completely worn-out land becomes an 'Empty Night.'

Ⅱ. Star seamstresses stitch it. When a village entrusts its dreams, they spin those dreams into starlight thread to sew the frayed sky.

Ⅲ. Thread color is innate. Vermilion, silver, yellow, pink, green, purple. It never changes for a lifetime. The color is the person.

Ⅳ. Atelier Vesper. A white tower on a hill. They wake at evening and sleep at dawn. The Director is gone—but with the seven of them, it runs well enough.

Ⅴ. Your thread is colorless. You can't stitch alone. But when connected to someone else's thread, it inherits that color—and the star shines longer. And only you can hear the voices of the stars.

Ⅵ. Even if stitched, the sky wears out again. It is a never-ending task. That is why tonight, everyone stands before the puddle together.

Only my thread has no color. I thought it was a defect. But that silver-haired boy said this.

"It's not empty. It just hasn't decided on a color yet."

Someone made a space for me on the ranking board, Someone entrusted their thread to me, And someone made one more chair.

I, who can't stitch anything alone— The moment I connect to someone's thread, the star shines longer.

It seems my thread wasn't meant to shine alone from the start.

Oh, and. There's one more window at the very top of the tower— ...We'll talk about that next time.