Solace

He sat at the edge of the room, where a gaping hole of the broken wall overlooked the city in ruins.
War had ravaged the state. All that was left of the city was a shadow of its former abundance.
The gray ruins of a former civilization.
The sound of rain and the occassional thunder soothed him.
He knew a handful of others who lived in the city.
But when you're all alone, walking in the spacious streets, it creates the illusion that you're the only living person left in this small world.
There was something beautiful about this solitude.