wentsporta:

They just sat back laughing at the wounded city, each breath sucking in ashes and fumes. Oh it bled alright; drier than Moore County. All expatriate flames hurrying to found new nations of blinding dust. But the two of them, they just squinted at the pipe-cleaner skyline, and it burned hotter in their oil slick pupils. One elbowed the other and said “I’ve seen better,” knowing that they were paid to remember the past - he blew out a hot breath and said “burn it all.”