[ WP ] Write the last paragraph of a science fiction epic .

They looked into the dying sun, not strong enough to darken their eyes. The fires of airships scourged the earth about them and rent apart the few buildings that remained, not tall buildings, only five stories at most, but in these moments the height of humanity. Planes fell as meteorites to the corrugated planet, shaking it lightly like the two lovers quivering atop a promontory before the city. In an unreal fury man shot at one another, no longer caring for tomorrow or any future; it was man untrammeled from passivity, fear, doubt but most of all from judgment. The air thinned. Few breaths were left, and with each sacrifice they fed not their own lungs but the fires of a galactic suicide. The lovers, wrapped in each other's arms, waited for the last bombs to drop.
