The One Who Sits Alone

A lone chair creaks out of the light, upon it. . Alienation. He sits with his feet faintly illuminated by the singular bulb, but his face as per usual is hidden under the faint shadow of darkness. He keeps to himself, but not by his own choice. Separated by the rest, he watches from the further side of a darkening window. On the highway to desolation, he sits, still as a mountain.
In the improbability that you speak with him, you must speak with boldness. Otherwise, he may simply feel you speaking to the shadow he casts upon the wall. For no one speaks to Alienation. He is a mystery to all and that is by the decree of others. He was stamped out from the first time he made an appearance. Formed into that small shadow he solemnly casts upon the wall.