Tales of a soldier leaving a wound open, out of disdain for past mistakes. They died in-content and alone, deeming themselves unworthy of all who ever approached them. The end of the story came a relief to the soldier, and when that time approached, they had this to say,"Blow the fever down before your heart bleeds broken." The soldier died a prisoner of their own regrets, heed their words or regret the day you didn't.