Zhang Zian carefully observed the photographs that Lazart showed him. From the hairy knitted surface, it could be seen that the subject of the photograph was a carpet or tapestry. Judging by the size, the latter was more likely true.
The tapestry was surrounded by a circle of red decorative lace, which could be ignored.
This picture was a narrative from a first-person perspective.
Most of the tapestry was occupied by rolling yellow sand. The dark yellow sun hung overhead. Some parts of the sky had faded badly, but there were still traces of earthy yellow.
The yellow sand, the yellow sun, the yellow sky.
A cat walked in the middle, leaving a trail of paw marks on the yellow sand. It was looking back as if impatiently urging the person behind to hurry up.
As it was from the first-person perspective, one hand stretched forward, like the person was crawling behind the cat in the desert desperately.
