At the edge of the world, he stood alone. His head was bowed, chin touching the line where water and sky blurred together, as if he could no longer bear the weight of the world above.

There was no one to witness his solitude, no one to share in the quiet desperation that held him there. The world around him had faded to blue—a color of longing, of loss, and of an unspoken connection with the endless, indifferent sea.