Ivan looked at Pyro and was a little surprised "you do."

Amber decided not to bother them. She as tired from last night; she wanted to get off the is a cursed island.

Pyro nodded, "Yeah....follow me..."

Ivan smiled "okay" then followed her

Pyro chuckled to herself as she led him away. "So Iven how old are you now?"

"I am 18, why do you ask?" Ivan said as he followed her

"Have you ever wondered what is after death?" Pyro asked him softly looking out on the horizon.

Ivan smiled softly "yes I have but not very often"

Pyro sighed looking up, "Your lucky you know that Ivan...."

Ivan looked at her "how am I lucky?"

"When you die you stay dead." Pyro said.

Ivan smerked "yay I will stay dead when I die but that will happen after a few hundred years of living."

Pryo chuckled, "True true...but you have an end at least..."

Ivan looked down "yay I have a end but it will come way to late."

Pyro sighed looking down, "Yeah well that is better than nothing..."

Ivan shook his head "no it isnt better."

Pyro sighed, "Just be glad you aren't like me okay..."

Ivan looked at her with kind eyes "no I am sort of like you I just know that I have a end you just dont know when your end is because no one can live forever there always in a end."

Pyro looked at him, "Yes...all fires eventually die don't they..."

Ivan looked at her "yes they do unless there is something or someone to keep that fire going"

"....Well following that logic...my fire should have been put out years ago....." Pyro sighed looking at Ivan.

"or maybe it has just been waiting for something" Ivan said as he looked at her

Pyro shrugged, "Yeah...maybe...."

Ivan smiled softly "guess we will never know till you find it."

"Oh joy...." Pyro frowned.