S. (III)

The sun shone brightly high above. He closed his eyes, breathed deep, felt the sun's warmth on his skin.

He wished he could take pleasure in this moment.

As soon as he began to work the rock, he knew, he would curse that same sunshine, as the sweat began to pour down.

Nonetheless. He needed to get the work done. It was his task. Until he succeeded, he would not quit.

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