People of this day and age only know a love that is stained, for they have not seen what love truly is. They have only heard of the unstained love in their childhood stories of fantasy, of the knight and princess. While they see the Corrupted love of this age in the world around them. they watch as it fades over time, they witness it wither away and fall apart again and again.I pity them so, for they know no better, this is what the world has taught them. The story of fantasy, is that, just a fantasy. it's not real. The world has forgotten what love is. It has faded beneath the cold winter snow never to resurface.

In the winter snow, there remains the glowing embers of love. With each passing year the embers continue to fade one by one. These few embers are the few who remain. The ones who remember a love unstained, where the story's of fantasy were a reality. They truly did know what love was.

My hope continued to fade with each passing ember, but as I looked acrossed the sea of cold. I saw something I couldn't believe. An ember I hadn't seen before bright as the day in the distance. As I moved closer for a better look, I stopped in disbelief. That was no ember, but a flame, Holding the coldness of the world at bay. As I wondered, watching who could this be? An ember burst to life next to it. My eyes widened in shock, who could this be? I asked again. Their love was not only strong enough to fight the cold but held enough power to reawaken a darkened ember next to it. I moved towards it in haste, as I neared I began to relish in the warmth it gave off. I hadn't felt this warmth in centuries. I had almost forgotten the feeling. Another ember burst to life. with burning Curiosity I cupped the flame in my hands, I had to know who this was. I looked deep into the flame willing it to tell me it's story.

I saw a young couple met, love unspoken to one another but still strong. I watch the chaotic flames of young love burst and spark with every word spoken to one other. Then the flames bust into a roaring fire as the words I love you were spoken between them. This was love, true love, unbound by the world.

I remember this flame I thought with shock. It was a beautiful sight watching it grow but with a heavy heart I remember the flame sputtering out and growing cold.....or so I thought. The cold world Had stepped in and separated the two. Extinguishing their flame, they went their separate ways growing the cold embers of a stained love

I remember this time, I was so weak I had chosen to slumber to conserve my energy. I had accepted that love had faded from this world. I had lost my hope. Chosen instead to slumber never to awake again as my energy faded away like the embers.

This ember, no this flame must have been what awake me. I watched as if fate had deemed it so, their paths had crossed again in this life. The more they spoke the faster the ice and snow melted off their embers. Until they burst to life, awakening me from my slumber. With a sigh of joy I set down the flame among the glowing embers. This world wouldn't fall to the cold, no it would prevail. I watched the couple grow old and with shock witnesses their love not only relight the embers around them but bring the flame of love back into this world.Their love had changed the world. The story's of fantasy had become reality once again.