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“The breeze only makes the flame stronger, Windy!”
That was what you said as you grabbed my hand and smiled up at me. A fond memory of what could have been.
I regret driving you away many times, but it’s all in the past now. Your cheeky smirk still haunts my dreams to this day.
Why then, as the wind grows stronger, does your fire not burst into its resplendent glory once again, Fire Spirit? Why must the world always be this unfair to its inhabitants?
I will never admit this to your face, or be able to, but I admired you before. You were my opposite, the Yang to my Yin. You were everything I would never be, and will still never be. I protected the Tree, while you were a fallen spirit from the Dragon’s Valley. Though I would never say this out loud, I miss everything about you.
However, you’re no longer the person you used to be. It’s only after the good things that you take for granted leave, that you realize how lucky you were in the past, right?
Sometimes, I think of our relationship in the past and admonish myself for my attitude towards you. After your corruption, you will never be the same again. We will never be the same again.
Thus, as the flames die out all around and you depart, so does the hope in my heart that you will come to your senses. With a sigh, I travel back to the forest and continue standing guard near the Millennial Tree. I can’t afford to lose another that I care about.
I sincerely hope that one day, I’ll stop missing you, so it’ll hurt less. But for now, I will continue to silently dream about the scenario of a time rewind, where I could stop you from leaving. That way, you wouldn’t have become the shell of yourself I see.
Somewhere inside me, I wish…
That I can be the one to save you from that curse. Maybe one day, you’ll come back, and greet me with a heartfelt remark and a wide smile again. And maybe that day, I’ll finally greet you with open arms.