Its time! [CT2020] ...Non-writer

My nostrils flared by the smell and burn of the campfire crackling and simmering as if to hide the dark's noises. A stressful year of uncertainty, the meaning of life has been diminished with passing moments. I glanced at the ax and thought to myself, why does it matter. Its time, I thought to myself while I stared intensely at the dancing flames. Most happily knowing love, embracing warmth, are oblivious to what it means to be truly alone. Sitting alone after the happy ones have retired to their tents, I grasped the ax, sinisterly smiling finally I live.