He drew squares upon squares on countless sheets of paper. Day in and day out, without pause or distraction.
For every thousand he drew, he received a bar of gold. His room gleamed from their shine.
Still, his concentration never broke, until a strange visitor steps into his room and presented him with a gift.
The wristwatch ticks off a buried memory within. And for the first time, his hand falters.
‘The Man Of Squares’ is a dark fable of what happens when good gives way to greed and a reminder of the truly important things in life.