Human: Please generate a first person perspective of a chilling scene outside town ruins with cinders, cones, and dust devils. Assistant: 
Cinders and debris crunch beneath your feet as a cold wind stirs the ashes into small dust devils that dance about you in a curiously mocking way. To the north, twin volcanic cones loom high into the sky. The small town tucked between their towering masses seems to huddle in on itself.