He looked up at the sky, all the while murmuring something under his breath. He dropped to his knees and raised his hands in prayer to the almighty. His clothes were in tatters as if he had just fought a savage beast, his long hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. There was a shovel that had been planted firmly in the ground beside him and it was with this shovel that he had put an end to all his troubles once and for all.