Journey: A 100 Word Fiction Prompt

The broken old man came to know only a very few people in his life. His younger self was a loner; now older he wasn’t much different. His need for any type of companionship had always been overshadowed by his desire for peace and quiet. 

The broken old man was on an endless journey, searching for that one place where he could finally settle down and spend peacefully, his remaining days. He was tired of the search for that peaceful place; he feared he never would find it before time and the world around him took its final, lethal toll.

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