Flames of Ice
Prologue
The tall, now bare, trees were robbed of the warm colored leaves of the almost too short season of autumn. The thick, dark branches were outlined with glittering rows of cold white crystals. The sky looked imposed with the sight of seeing fluffy grey clouds scattered about the starless night. Such air was bitter and deprived of all joy and bliss. I pondered about the endless possibilities of what could have been, what should have been, if you were still here today. Every breath seemed diluted of oxygen, for the more I continued to walk, the more my mind continued to spin, laden with thoughts of you. The thick puffs of cotton above released the icy jewels, letting them fall gently through the winter air and to my shoulders and hair where they rested softly. I moved swiftly through the blanket, getting to my destination within a few mere minutes. I was unable to prevent this feeling of guilt as I walked up to a large slab of granite protruding out of the snow covered ground. Was it my fault that you were no longer here? Or was this feeling just a sign of how much I missed you; how much I didn't want you to leave. The slender stone stood before me, as if waiting in anticipation for me to act upon it, or say something meaningful. But I didn't make a sound. The only movement within the enclosed space was the minority of hot tears that skimmed down my cheeks. Besides the scarlet color of the roses that I brought for you, my presence was all I had to offer. A breeze came along and ran its many cool fingers through my mass of golden blonde hair.
The frosty weather indicated that the roses I would soon set upon this slab of stone would soon wither away and die. The same way you did. Such feelings imposed onto this man I call myself had me in deep thought of why you left in the first place. I don't know why I was so cruel; so disobliging and unsupportive of your dreams. But really, I had no intention of hurting your poor soul so much. It didn't occur to my knowledge that my vindictive words cut into you so deep. As I knelt down into the freezing cover of the ground, the night air tore at my cheeks, desiccating the tears I had been crying over the past few moments.
I ran my rough fingers over the imprinted letters that spelled out your name in the smooth granite and heaved a sigh between the warm tears still streaking down my now pink cheeks. For a second there, I didn't believe in heart that you were really gone. The experience didn't completely register in my mind yet. Semidarkness surrounded my heart and mind, telling me that you were here. But I just believed what I wanted to believe and I didn't want to hear anything different.
But, in the pit of my stomach, I knew better than to think these thoughts. Such mockery couldn't hide what in reality was actually happening to me. And to this discovery, I brought my ample lips to the chilly surface of the headstone sitting before me and kissed your name imbedded into the cold exterior of the granite. I whispered a mere "I love you" to the remnants of you before standing before the stone. With one last goodbye, I turned my back and left you with nostalgic memories that were never to be forgotten.
A/N: R&R Please and thank you!