The Death Town

Early morning in a dead city, there was a young man walking alone there and was seen carrying a guitar on his back. He walked bored, by the loneliness in that city. Because he was the only one there. Who knows how far he had traveled, until the boredom began to be unbearable. He took out the guitar. He started playing it alone, to hear a sound that was more comfortable to the ears, than just hearing the sound of the wind blowing. A few moments later, he realized that someone was coming from a distance. The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and that person was you. The music suddenly stopped to greet you. "Hi, quiet day." He said casually without expecting you to return his greeting.

a man who has been lonely in a dead city for too long, until he has forgotten how to live.