Snow and Ice…

Prologue

There's an emptiness. An emptiness that surrounds me. An emptiness that is in me. Something once filled me, drove me on, and made me happy. But now that something has gone and I am left with this emptiness. The emptiness of being alone.

The barrenness of the landscape where I sit alone is not only on the outside, it lingers where my heart once was. Where my heart will never be again.

There once was a heart there, a cold ice heart. Then a warm loving heart that loved with everything it had. Now…nothing.

There's a blankness to my stare. I see nothing. They don't see me. I mean me, the one inside this hollow husk of a human being.

The wind is cold, it is snowing again. Everywhere I look I see a blankness, a white area. A white blot on this dark countryside.

She should be here to comfort me but she's not. I failed her. I didn't bring her home again. I came back with less than what with I had started with. I arrived with nothing that I had sought after. Nothing.

The masquerade of my life. Nothing, emptiness, blankness and barrenness.

The sun no longer dries the water, no longer melts the snow. It all turns to ice.

He once melted my snow but the water turned to ice. How could he leave me? How could I fail him and her? I failed every one and everything. I am nothing.

Yet, I feel everything. The pain mostly. And the sorrow.

I feel the snow and ice. And the tears that freeze on my cheeks.

And that is all that I can say. I can't say that I tried my hardest because I know I didn't. I could've tried harder, I could have done better, I should have…

But now it's over and everything I did has come to nothing. At least there's a story behind my life, at least I found that one thing that most people never find in a life time. Too bad my something was cut short.

It is sad to think no one is worried that I am out here, alone in the cold. No one is worried that I will get sick from sitting on the cold. It feels all the lonelier when I think that no one cares if I die or if I live.

I should go on, move on, to a happier and maybe a warmer place but…I remain. This is where it all began. On a cold snowy night, with tears solidifying against my cold cheeks.

I lie back on the snow, beneath the tree that I climbed as a child. I can see the ruins of the once great house where most of my memories were made. It's gone like everything else in my life is gone. Sorrow is the only memory I have now.

The snow is warm, I feel warm. I haven't felt warm in a long time. It's so hard to try and remember a time when I wasn't sad, when I was really happy.

I'm so tired now. There's nothing else I need to do, or want to do.

I cover myself with my coat and settle beneath the tree from my memories. It's so good to finally go to sleep and not have to worry about the snow and ice…

A/N: Hey peeps! This is going to be an epic, I hope…o.o.
It's placed waaaay back then in those medieval times. And it's a T/P and G/B…uuhm…this is just a prologue, the first chapter will come out a bit later…it's basically a continuation of this… I wrote this quite a while back, forgot about it and then found it again, as soon as I figure out what the red blob is I can continue. Enough of me blabbing, this is my first attempt 'epic' so don't be mean but please tell me if I make any major mistakes.

Njoy…Setsu