“There’s no way out,” he said, as he bolted the door behind her.

She nodded in sad agreement, for he was right. It was over.

“What do you think they’re going to do with us?”

A ray of light pierced the boarded windows and balanced itself on her face. He had never seen someone so tired before. The fumes had taken their toll on her.

They stared at each other in silence. The world was burning, and soon they would be ashes too.

One by one the bandages come off. Like dark red petals, they fell gently to the floor in a pile around their feet.

And at that moment, he heard something shudder, and he wondered if one could hear a heart crack ever so slightly.

“Green fields and blue skies…”

They were the children of dreamers. He was born to conquer the heavens, but they never told him he would die in the dirt.

“It’s alright, honey.”

He heard boots pounding on the pavement outside. She closed her eyes, and so did he.

“Green fields and blue skies,” she whispered.