The battle is ended. The smoke begins to clear. As the gray light of day begins to filter through the slowly dissipating haze, the true cost of the war is made evident. Where there were cities…now only ruins and smoldering rubble remain. The survivors search for signs of life on either side, but there is little to be seen so profound is the devastation. This is what I tried to capture in the music: great sorrow, futility and hopelessness.