He would come to this very special spot about every 8 days or so. It was a barely visible mountain range, eight peaks, spaced in a way that allowed him to stand on all of them at the same time. This was the highest spot he could possibly reach in this particular landscape, and he would enjoy these moments for extended periods of time.
He would then forget that he was a living thing, he would just imagine to be part of the landscape, here forever, not cursed to reshape it on a daily basis.
He would just stand there, for hours, stare into the far corners of his warm world.