Write a snippet that starts with this sentence: “I don’t care, we can fix this.”
“I don’t care, we can fix this.” I frantically dug through the ashes, soot scattering into the air around us. The grey remains of charred paper stuck to my eyelashes and filled my lungs with a tar weighing me down. My heart was a block of concrete thrown into the sea.
“Whitney, it’s gone.” Rayn put her hand on my shoulder, attempting to pull me back to reality but I couldn’t accept it.
“No,” I muttered. “No no no.”
A small corner of parchment stuck up from the mess I had made with my ash caked hands. My fingers trembled as I reached for it. The remaining bit of our last hope reduced to nothing more than a shred of defeat.
“We’ll find another way.” Rayn replied. “We always do.”