C239 A Person Who Does Not Appear to be Related

Where there was light, there was shadow. Where there was shadow, there was darkness. He had always lived in darkness, never caring when he would die. In fact, ever since he lost his beloved wife, he had lived only because he had no right to commit suicide.

The dock, the old warehouse.

The abandoned and forgotten places were always covered in filth, the heavy iron gates were mottled with rust