He screamed, for hours on end, eyes blinded by sadness, on his knees begging for it to be over with.
Surely he had put in the time and the effort needed.
He was on the verge of giving up, his patients worn down thin after the past few months.
Untill one day not long ago, his voice made no sound.
He stood there, perplexed by the silence.
Opening his eyes he realized, that there was no one there.
He realized that no one heard his screams, not even their echos.
Walking out of the woods he looked starward, and wondered to himself..
What name he should scream at the moon next.