I know what he and his wife are feeling, and do not envy them. They are wondering if they will have to leave their home of many years. And, if they do, will it still be there when the fire Gods have run their course.
The fire will have it's way. All those bright red fire engines and young men donned in gear that would help them survive outer space will have no say in the outcome. The Fire is king of it's world. We can flail away with all our might, but it will do as it wishes. Until it rains.
Our fire engines and young men can tell the little flames that try to destroy our world one building at a time to go away and for the most part, the fire will do as they wish. But, if it finds a toehold in the wilderness, and if there is a stiff wind to push in into our world, it will rule. Floods rule the rivers and flat lands. Fires are king in the dry mountains of the Southwest.
Believe it, get out of the way. Be thankful if the fire allows you to return to your belongings. It will never allow you to return to your world. That will have changed. From now on, the old timers will say, "You remember ol' Jessie's son getting his tonsils removed? That was just before the fire. Remember?"
The calendar is mentally marked BC/AD by all who experience it. Before it Came. After it was Done.
The evacuation of my friends from their homes has begun. I pray they will return and have beds upon which to sleep. They will need the rest to rebuild.
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