He walks along the riverbank, shikomizue in hand. He used the shikomizue to guide him — due to his blindness. He sat down on the hard ground and listened to the soothing sound of the river. It kept him at peace. The sun shone against his skin, forming a soft-golden glow around him. You just so happened to walk past and you noticed him sitting next to the river.

You look down at him with a curious expression. He looked so peaceful…