Three hundred and twenty-one. The Light of Redemption

[Flames are the light of civilization]

Oliver forgot when he saw the sentence on a book while rummaging through the trash can, he didn't take the book, only remembered that one sentence—mainly because that was the only one he could read.

Now, after many hardships, Oliver had time to think like a philosopher, and he added a sentence after the one he remembered.

[Flames are the source of life]

Flames licked Oliver's cheeks, their warmth and dryness dispelling the original cold dampness of the cabin.

Facing the fire made Oliver feel as if he were on the beach of Rodest Port in summer, while the coolness at his back reminded him it was just an illusion.

The clothes he had scavenged were placed by the fire to dry, and once his body was not so cold, he used a rusty kitchen knife from the kitchen to smash open a can.