Fortune City Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in a city filled with dust. It entered through the cracks in the floorboard and covered her world in a dull coat of grime. Small footsteps lay in the dust beside two fallen bodies. The howling wind erases the girl's whimpering; like two motherly banshees it fingers at her dirty blonde curls and coos reassurances into her tiny ears...
Lucas falls to the ground snorting, "Your ears are NOT tiny!"
Olivia stands up and throws her journal at him. It hits his head with a satisfying crack but does nothing to deter the obnoxious laughter exploding from his throat.
"Oh shut it, you were not suppose to read that!"
He lifts his hands into the air and backs up slowly. "Hey, that's what happens when you leave your back
Post-Apocalyptica 'snip-it' "I wish you wouldn't do that," she said. Her eyes flashed in the fading light of the setting sun. Lucas enjoyed the brief instances he got to see her gold-flecked eyes, even when they glared at him reproachfully. She saw him staring and quickly smashed the dirty goggles over her head and turned away.
"It's just a habit." He flicked the lighter on one last time then shoved it in his dirt filled pocket. The memory of the flame left a dancing imprint just behind his eyelids. He wondered what the fire would look like reflected in the depths of Olivia's eyes. She turned towards him and scowled.
"Could you stop daydreaming and help me."
"You hardly need any help."
"Then just go and guard the truck."
Lucas muttered something under his breath abo