Golden light danced through the sky, bringing warmth and brightness to any who saw it.

Birds flew through the clouds, their shadows cast on the scene below.

A couple sat on a ledge, their hands intertwined as their feet dangled off the edge.

One struck a match, tossing it into a campfire, the logs soon dancing with orange flames.

They didn't notice a spark land on a nearby shrub, which soon caught fire.

The shrub burned to ash, smoke billowing around the oblivious couple.

They sat and stared at the sunset, smiling in each other's embrace.

Yet the trees quickly were engulfed in orange flames.

The trees groaned and cracked in the heat, but the couple passed it off as the logs of their small campfire.

One by one, each bright green leaf turned to ash.

Smoke blew in the wind, the small gust fanning the flames towards more trees.

One by one, each tree was set ablaze.

The couple sat, dismissing the smoke and waving it away quickly.

The trees fell, a heavy thud sounding as they hit the ground.

The couple was oblivious, lost in each other's eyes.

Everything had burned down, nothing was left of the forest except charred remains.

The couple finally turned around and gasped in horror.

The campfire was still burning, surrounded by the ashes of something that was once beautiful.