Human: <unk>item_id_0> <unk>item_id_0> a chilling scene outside farmland with farmlands, magma, dead, road and stinging grit. Assistant: 
Acres of ruined farmlands stretch out on either side of the road here. Dead and buried, they lie under ragged sheets of once-molten rock now chill and barren. Flows of magma, once white hot and liquid, cover the road in places. A stinging grit rides the wind, the only crop now grown in this sere and lifeless waste.