Story of a blind-from-birth character in a solipsist world, only one, makes incense and lives a life of prayer, foraging and fishing. Some animal - fisher, maybe? "He sat in the sun and was greatly warmed, and by this he had always surmised that his fur was of a particular quality that the sun was drawn to, for there were parts of his surroundings that rejected and repelled the sun." Spend at least a few thousand words on day to day life and small challenges.
* Lyut will make larger batches of incense once a week and leave them at the mouth of his cave before bed, then wake to find a stack of flat loaves of bread and ingredients for incense; he's never met her, but he smells her and calls her Zita.
