In Pacific Palisades, the flames turned a vibrant suburban paradise into a monochromatic hell.

Brick chimneys rise from the debris, one of the few signs that houses once lined the streets of this suburban paradise — now hell.

A beloved community, paradise to its residents, is there — and then, horrifyingly, it is gone.

We’ve long known our paradise can disappear in an instant, yet act surprised, again and again, when it does.

“This is the price, unfortunately, we pay to live in paradise.”