And one day, he decided to decipher the shadows. Then, he noticed the light that produced the shadows. Despite the warm embrace of darkness, He went towards the light, That still punished his eyes. Where did that desire come from? Where did that inspiration come from? That was a forbidden madness. So he escaped from the cave and could see the light. And he saw the huge bonfire. However, he never come back. He never came back. And he never came back. The cave was his world. A small, hollow world. And everyone was happy, because there was a comfortable certainty. But there was something wrong in the cave, and in him too. That happiness sounded strange to him. He felt like there was a bigger world around him. He felt like there was a bigger world inside him. A solitary existence, lost in collective solitude. He fled the cave. He saw the light. A solitary healthy soul, immersed in collective madness. He fled the cave. He saw the light.