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The dust settled upon the land

I opened my eyes and snapped them shut again

Blood stung in my eyes

The gash above my brows seemed to bleed forever

I wiped the crimson blood away from my eyes and opened them

The thick liquid clung to my lashes

As I looked around

Ashes.

That was all that was left of this world

Ashes, dust, and melted blobs

Those blobs were

My friends

My family

The people I didn't know

I cried

I cried for my friends

I cried for my family

I cried for the people I didn't know

And I cried for you.

I thought you had perished along with the rest

Why was I the only one left?

Why did God hate me so

That he left me to live

While everyone else around me smouldered?

For months I wandered across the scorched earth.

The oceans and seas had turned to clear stone

I saw all the way to the bottom of what was once the ocean

The whales, dolphins, fish, sharks, and unidentifiable animals

All frozen in mid-swim

I looked for a survivor

Anyone

All hope was lost

No one was alive

I soon found myself

In what must have once been an ancient place

A temple of marble survived

And I dropped to me knees before it

I screamed at the heavens to take me as well

I didn't want to live

I had no purpose to live

Wait.

What was that?

Impossible.

A hand.

A hand on my shoulder.

A human hand.

I clasped it within my own

Rubbing my thumb over the calloused fingers

I turn around with tears already streaming down my dirty cheeks

And there you are

Battered

Bruised

Cut

And

Scarred

But it's still you.

I fell to my knees once more

And you fell in front of me

You tilted my chin up

Forcing me to look at you

The tears that rolled down my cheeks

Created clean streaks

Revealing the pale skin under the dirt

Everyone is gone, I said

But we have each other, you told me

And for that I am thankful

I smiled ever so weakly

The first time in nigh a year

You may be the last in the world, I whispered to him

But you are the first in my heart