Solo.

Journey

   He couldn’t know whether it’s day or night because there wasn’t a sun, he only knew the timing. But what’s the use of the time when all hours became the same?! Time was useless to him, all the streets and buildings were lighted and supplied with all services but they were soulless...
   That didn’t matter to him... at first. He used to go to the market get what he needs and go back to his house cook a meal and then enjoy reading his favorite books. He could have bring all what he needed at once but since he had nothing to do he decided to go out every single day to the market and bring items for the meal that he would cook.
   At the beginning of the second week, he started to feel a strange feeling that he hadn’t felt before. He started to feel empty and longing for something, he couldn’t realize what it was. He thought it was only the routine affecting him, so he decided to wander around and to camp in different places.
   The fire has helped him, he was relaxed and relieved most of the time. Cooking on fire and sit around it to watch the branches of trees burning till they’re all ashes and so did his fears and emotions.