Ashes

It's been years since the bombs dropped. All we've heard is stories of the old world. The green covering the entire planet. The light shining from the sky... The warm winds flowing through nature...
We've never felt those. Never seen those. All we know is how to survive. Scavenge what's left, and warm ourselves from the cold, ashy snowfall outside.
It's not the explosion that's the worst. It's what follows.