“The sky is on fire! It’s falling down to the waves. My God, the sand has flames on it!” Her voice calls out from a balcony.
I arrive to see the sunset in purest form. The Sun’s fiery tears weep into the water. An ocean lamps them to the shore. Breeze of salt mixes with a little smoke. Paradise is only lost when you stop thinking about it. I draw a deep breath.
She pauses realizing I have joined her. “You know it’s the reason I wanted to come here. They said there’s nothing like when they release the plasma waves to cleanse the water. Tears of the Sun, what a quaint term those earth beings had. They were so simple minded. They rashly thought we were here to help them. They left us a nice place to watch at least.”
I smile and think of his many more places we will go to and start again. It’s fun every time. Pity we will only have a century or two here.
“Shut up already. My mind doesn’t need your thoughts right now! Just take it in. Tomorrow, it’ll just seem like any other night.”
She loves the old ways to communicate. “Yes, tonite you dance to flames. Tomorrow, and the next week we will watch it burn.”
Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, details are available at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/11/21/fffaw-challenge-week-of-november-22-2016/