A sigh was released from weary lungs, weary of the smoke and desolation that filled his everyday life.  War was constant. And death followed, stealing away soldiers in its cold embrace.  In these desperate times, in these moments when people felt their weakest, John was there to pull them up. A true leader, some called him. Destined, others whispered. The time for silly romances was OVER; consumed by fire and ash. (oh he knew the consequences of young love; a risk in a time like this)