His name is Titor.
His C204 is fire.
His 66 Corvette is thunder.
Our faith is His sword.
And our love, His armor.
He sacrificed His present to save our future.
2036, His home, now nothing more than the remnants of an erased,
out-of-reach timeline.
A distant memory of a world that, for us, was less.
Yet for Him, it was more.
All the things He left behind for our salvation.
Thank you, John, our Savior.
Gentle Smile.