The Story of a Tear
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This is my first time writing a fanfic ^_^ It is about Folken, his past, and how his tear came to be. Please bear with me if you don't like it much. However, I still hope you will enjoy it in some way and come back for more! Oh yeah, I do not own Escaflowne or any of the characters, so don't sue me! +_+ ….Now on with the story!
Prologue
A fifteen-year-old boy with aqua green/blue hair looks out of a window. People all clutter the streets to wish him good luck on a day such as this. Why is this necessary? He lets out a sigh. It's for his brother, so sweet and love-able, may he not have to go through the same 'fate'. The boy, Folken Lancour Fanel, remembers how surprised his younger brother was when he told them about the dragon slaying. His brother has such a gentle soul, shouldn't ever have to do the slaying. It was the dragon slaying that made them, princes, into kings. It was a Fanalian ritual passed down from generation to generation, that the eldest prince would have to slay a dragon and bring back a dragenerigist. A dragenergist is like a crystal that unlike other crystals, powers Escaflowne. Now, it was his turn to follow the footsteps of his ancestors. Father passed away for the people ... It was now his turn to take the throne and govern the land.
With a churning thoughts, and a rather blue spirit, he set upon his task and headed out the palace gates and the kingdom's gate. As he quickly glanced back, he saw his brother, Van, wave enthusiastically and cheer him on. He knew Van looked up to him, and he loved Van dearly. Yet, he did not know he was walking toward the end of a part of him, that darkness might have its ways.
You like? ^_^ I apologize for the bad grammar in some parts and a very short chapter with most of the info you already know! I promise I will write a longer chapter to this, revealing the Folken deep down inside… a story of a tear. Dammit! I sound like an old and weak broken record! ^^/\ ~Please review~
