Rekindling the Flame The Rewrite

by emerald wolf1

What took 30 years to build took but a mere minute to deconstruct, and shatter into unrecognizable pieces...These pieces whose jagged ends resemble the pain I’ve inflicted on others, continue to slice my heart. But there’s nobody to bandage these wounds,

Rekindling the Flame (The Rewrite)

By: Emerald Wolf1

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of CCS. CCS belongs to its respective owners of CLAMP. All rights reserved.

This story is dedicated to Sakura Li2389 and tracy-kins. You guys are the rays from the sun that illuminate my night. The muses that inspire me so. Simply the best, kick ass people in the world. Thanks for the support!

Prologue – The Original April's Fool

I never knew what I had until I lost it all.

What took 30 years to build took but a mere minute to deconstruct, and shatter into unrecognizable pieces. Pieces that I cannot seem to place back together. These pieces whose jagged ends resemble the pain I've inflicted on others, continue to slice my heart. But there's nobody to bandage these wounds, because the only person who would've done it, is gone.

I drove her out of my life.

Looking back now, I've come to realized that I was an idiot for leaving her. A fool who allowed immorality to blindfold him, and allowed lust to lead his heart. I have now recognized what I did was selfish. But it doesn't matter anymore, because it's too late.

I continue to hate myself till this very day, because my actions were so utterly disgraceful that I might as well be the original April's fool! But she was the original April's fool. The fool who took a chance to be with me only to have her spirit shattered. She had faith that I would keep the vows that we both regurgitated the day of our wedding. I thought I had faith I'd keep them too, but I guessed wrong.

I only kept the vows for 12 years when I vowed to do so "till death do us part." One could call me the reincarnation of Eve, but in the form of a male. He who gave up so easily to temptation. Never hesitating for a moment to weigh the consequences of his actions.

A word from the wise, cherish the love from the one you're with. You'll need it when it all comes crashing down on you so quickly that you don't have the time to get out of the way. It'll be all you need to stand your ground. But for those who disregarded such love, well…you'll end up like me.

An exile from happiness that lives life in the shadows of sorrow.

Here's the tale of my infidelity…

Ending Note: Welp, that's the beginning to the rewrite of Rekindling the Flame, kiddies. I hope it wasn't too disappointing. The point of views will switch from first person to third person just to warn you guys. I've been reading The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende in Global Literature class, and Allende uses the first person/third person style. I think it's really effective, so I'm going to give it a try.

So what'd you guys think so far? I hope my writing has improved since last year, I think it has. Anyway, please leave your comments/questions/constructive criticisms in a review. Remember, flames are not welcomed, because: 1) it's immature, 2) I have no tolerance for idiots, and 3) it will not silence me.