09 Spark (Yet Another Story Purple Has Started But Can't Seem to Finish)

This is a story I've had an idea for for a long time but only just now started it. I'd like some feedback on the prologue before I post any more, so comments please!!!


Maybe I’m a fool for saying it, but I was wrong. Somehow the streets don’t look so good in crimson, nor the sky in black. Somehow this isn’t what I wanted. No. It’s what I wanted. There’s no denying that now, not when so many heard those words, not when so many believed them. But somehow, this isn’t what I want. Not anymore. Funny how much you can still lose when you think you had nothing left. Funny how it can still hurt after you’ve gone numb.