He takes a deep, uninhibited breath as he slowly opens his eyes. Lungs are able to expand fully, and as his vision focuses he smiles, for the air is clean and fragrant. The sound of crickets and birdsong fill the air, tangled boughs of verdant trees weaving a maze of canopy above and around. A greenish tinge surrounds and infuses everything, but it doesn’t seem out of place. In fact, it seems healthy and comforting here, and he exhales, the husky, baritone sigh of a man so accustomed to carrying burdens he forgets they are there.