Arriving at my rigid apartment, I extracted the cake from the expensive preservative box. Upon one of the unbroken tables that I had, I presented the premium black forest and set the incense stick in front of it.
"Dunkrieg, the man of steel and light. May you feast upon this black forest."
Scouring my belongings on some shelves that I rarely tinker with, I found a box of expensive cigarettes that I bought years ago, where it was the exact moment before I decided to never smoke again.
I lit the tip and extracted the flickering of tiny ashes into an unnerving cloud that travelled to my lungs and back.
For an hour, I enjoyed my undisturbed moment, with a barely amount of light, as I waited for the expensive incense to finish sending my offering to the benefactor of my soul.
I would never have imagined that I would be as active as this, even now, I didn't really want to know everything that would unfold.
