CHTHONIAN
PROLOGUE
He was dying. He was going to die. And I couldn’t do any thing to stop it. The only person I have ever loved was about to die right in front of me in my very arms. He looked up at me at me and I couldn’t hold back my tears. He was trying to say some thing but I wouldn’t listen to it. I know what he was trying to say and it only made it worse. I knew he was going to say that it was okay, and that it wasn’t my fault, and that he loved me.
But it wouldn’t be okay, and it was my fault because I loved him. All my life I had the power to do anything I wanted. But now when I wanted that power I couldn’t. Not even I was allowed to intervene with fate. All I could was be with him for the short time he had left and then to live for eternity with out him.
But in the back of my mind I didn’t want to live for eternity with out him. With out him my whole life seemed empty. He helped heal the heart I thought that would never heal. But he did it. But now it would back so much that all hope it ever healing was gone. All I could was watch and think. Think to how this all started. How my life began and would end all with one man. One man that would change me forever . One man that would give me back my heart.
It all started that day when I was assigned that fateful mission….
THE PROLOGE TO A STORY. WHAT DO YOU THINK?
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so sad! i can't wait to read more of it!
ANIMEFREAKGIRL
2008-01-14 17:04:37