“Rays of sunlight danced across the motionless silverware. Solitude. Beautiful solitude. So beautiful he couldn’t stand it anymore, not when his existence was so fast approaching its end. The intricate silences he’d thrived upon would no longer suffice to console him in the face of this consuming oblivion. Anything to distract him from it was worth the price of a thousand lives...”
Z.K. Kostka
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