The forest had burned to ash. The thick smoke now just whisps of haze. A deep orange glow illuminated the horizon. The volcano was still active but calmer now. Darrius and Lana had saved dozens of refugees. Lana's beautiful red hair was soaked in ash and near completely grey. Darrius looked at her with a smirk. "You're still gonna be gorgeous twenty years from now.", he said briskly wiping an ash flake from her forehead. Lana chuckled slightly.
"For all you know, I'll be dead twenty years from now.", Lana whispered softly.
"The hottest dead girl ever.", Darrius smiled back at her and wiped another piece of ash from her face. Her emerald eyes were sad and bloodshot but she was still beautiful to Darrius.
"We saved a lot of people today.", Darrius said grasping her waist and pulling her closer to him.
"But what about the boy?", she cried slightly while inquiring. "He lost everything. His home, his family, everything.", she whimpered.
"Yes, but he's alive.", Darrius whispered to her. He clutched her...