Warm Winters
By Frey Freedom
Prologue
Remember when winter is the only time you had always been waiting for?
Remember when the snow you loved so much had always been perfectly pure and white?
Remember when the cold was actually something that warmed you?
And do you remember when we first met? When the first snow landed on your nose? When you giggled as I wiped it off of you? When you were so completely as pure and innocent as that snow?
…
Where did all those precious memories go?
White snow tainted in red blood. The coldness of winter only brings sorrow to your heart. And like the snow, your once pure heart is defiled by the corrupt and filthy world we all now live in. Winter became the only time you hate most.
Dreams are gone, hopes turn into ashes, and the light is burned by darkness. And we both know the reason why.
Because I dragged you into this.
Into this dark world of bloodlust and dark desires. Into the world where no light can survive. Where darkness lurks in everyone's heart. Even in your once pure heart.
I am sorry.
I loved you.
I still do.
Even though you won't believe me now.
But I promise you. I will make you pure again. I will make the precious memories we once had shine again. I will give all the warmth in the world for your smile. I will love you, shower you with all the love my dead heart could give; I will make you feel warmth in your heart when you see the snow.
Once more, I will make it pure as it once was.
Because I cherish you.
Even though now you have become so bitter. A scowl cursed your beautiful face. A lethal weapon you always keep close to you, as if it's your only salvation. The scars in your heart keep on bleeding as you killed yet another lost soul, the one that cannot be saved. I know you don't want to do this. It's not you to hurt, and it is not you who should even bear this torture.
You should not be tainting your hands in blood. You are a creature meant for healing souls, yet you are forced into doing something only a beast should do.
A beast, like me.
But I swear. Until all the blood in my flesh drip out of my body, until all my bones turn into ashes, until my very soul becomes hollow, I won't stop…
Until I make you whole again.
So, what do you think of the prologue? Is it too angsty? …or is it too crappy? Are the grammars acceptable? English is not my first language, so you might want to expect a few grammatical errors here and there. And there's also a special meaning for the phrase, "…a creature meant for healing souls," And you'll find out if you review and tell me to continue writing this story!
So please let me know what you think by reviewing! Thanks for reading!
P.S: This is only an experimental project. If I get some good reviews telling me to go on, I would! But, a word of warning, I might not be able to upload regularly, coz of school… and stuff, and maybe a huge writer's block. That's not a word at all… What I'm trying to say is that there is always an excuse for my lateness in uploading new chapters in the future. Anyways, tell me what you think about the prologue!