[ IP ] A teraformer sits on the coast of a Martian sea and enjoys a sunset

He had kept this little spot secret for months now, not wanting its beauty to be destroyed by them. This place was sacred, and it had to be protected. He was its guardian. 
 
 He sat here for hours, admiring the beauty of the coast and the colorful alien sunsets above it. Vibrant reds, yellows and pinks filled the sky while blues and greens were in the sea. 
 
 There used to be places like this on Earth, but, they were n't the same as this. They were n't as beautiful. Maybe they were before those giant mushroom looking clouds started showing up in the sky, but he was n't sure. He could n't remember a world without those clouds. 
 
 He was naive, like most eight year olds, but he was smart enough to know that what happened to Earth would happen here as well. He took in what was on the news, certain words flashing on the screen. Words like war, nuclear, famine, disease; sometimes there were new words, words he did n't know, like terra-forming, rabies, infected. He did n't let them bother him, though. He had this beautiful coast.
