DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to any of these characters and stuff.
This fiction is based on the Japanese anime called Escaflowne (and Vision
of Escaflowne and Tenkou no Escaflowne) which is owned by a whole bunch of
people I don't really know of including Sunrise and Emotion.
Author's Note: Being a typical author on fanfiction.net I am absolutely DESPERATE for reviews. And I do mean DESPERATE. As my science teacher might say, I'm as desperate as a mousse breeding with a cow is for sex. So please review. I don't care what you say. You could say "I'm a purple cow and I like to eat goat cheese." And I would be pleased, because you reviewed.
The Healing of the Angels Part 1
The hot sun put ripples in the air before your face if you looked off into the distance. Fanelia's constant heat and scorching sun during the summer made it harder to find to find volunteers to rebuild the country. Often times you could see the king himself hammering nails with the rest of the citizenry. The people who had lived in Fanelia before its destruction, however, had enough incentive. To the untrained eye of the outsider it appeared that the people of Fanelia did nothing besides build. They kept pounding right on into the night if the moons were bright enough.
Lately the Mystic Moon had been a glowing neon globe of swirling blues and whites in the night sky. Most people looked on this as a good omen. After all hadn't the person that had tried so hard to help them come from the Mystic Moon? They all knew every detail of what had happened before Zaibach was destroyed. King Van Fanel had announced it to them in a letter that was sent to all the newspapers of Fanelia, and the world. The scribes of the barely erected kingdom had grumbled about it for months. "He may be the hero of Gaea right now but he doesn't have the might to take pen to paper and write all those letters himself!"
And it appeared that after only a year of heavy construction Fanelia was almost as full of life as it had been before the War. Things were slowing down from hurried business to relaxed satisfaction.
This was a source of celebration for most but not for Van. It gave him too much time to think, and he didn't want time to think about things.
* * *
"Van someday you'll be with her every day. I only wish I were there to tell you myself." Folken Fanel stood from his seat and turned away from his window which went from showing Van arguing with his councilors to milky whiteness.
"We can't leave this place," Naria answered him. She didn't sound terribly upset about it. Why should she? Everything she loved was here. Folken and her sister Eriya. That was all she needed.
She knew it upset Folken that he couldn't be with his brother helping to heal the country, his country, that he had destroyed. Even here in the land of eternal peace it caused him pain.
The scenery around them abruptly changed from a study bathed in golden sunlight from large windows to a peaceful forest clearing, just beginning to turn from red to purple as twilight spread like a blanket. Eriya sat by a pool roughly the size of five people lying down side by side. She looked at her reflection as it swam in and out of focus. She moved a finger around the pool in graceful figure eights. She slowly raised her head at their sudden appearance in the peaceful glade.
"Folken-sama?" she asked. He didn't usually use the ability of instant transport given to the citizens of Atlantis. He preferred to walk, striding deliberately, yet wrapped in the act of reflection.
The pool changed in color and went completely smooth. He spoke a few words and the pool showed a split screen. Van on one side and Hitomi on the other. Both of them were just sitting, as if listening hard and straining their ears to pick up every sound. After a moment they both dropped their heads in resignation.
"I've been watching Van more lately. I've noticed he has been more silent than usual. I believe this is the problem." He gestured to the pool which was replaying the scene again and again. "He can't reach Hitomi. Communication with each other was suddenly cut off. I can't identify the source of the problem."
"A new enemy has emerged?" Eriya suggested. She stood and walked toward him putting a hand on his arm. "They seek to disrupt the flow of life in Fanelia by affecting their king?" She looked up at him.
"I'm more concerned about how anyone could get the knowledge and power to break the link between Hitomi and Van."
Author's Note: Being a typical author on fanfiction.net I am absolutely DESPERATE for reviews. And I do mean DESPERATE. As my science teacher might say, I'm as desperate as a mousse breeding with a cow is for sex. So please review. I don't care what you say. You could say "I'm a purple cow and I like to eat goat cheese." And I would be pleased, because you reviewed.
The Healing of the Angels Part 1
The hot sun put ripples in the air before your face if you looked off into the distance. Fanelia's constant heat and scorching sun during the summer made it harder to find to find volunteers to rebuild the country. Often times you could see the king himself hammering nails with the rest of the citizenry. The people who had lived in Fanelia before its destruction, however, had enough incentive. To the untrained eye of the outsider it appeared that the people of Fanelia did nothing besides build. They kept pounding right on into the night if the moons were bright enough.
Lately the Mystic Moon had been a glowing neon globe of swirling blues and whites in the night sky. Most people looked on this as a good omen. After all hadn't the person that had tried so hard to help them come from the Mystic Moon? They all knew every detail of what had happened before Zaibach was destroyed. King Van Fanel had announced it to them in a letter that was sent to all the newspapers of Fanelia, and the world. The scribes of the barely erected kingdom had grumbled about it for months. "He may be the hero of Gaea right now but he doesn't have the might to take pen to paper and write all those letters himself!"
And it appeared that after only a year of heavy construction Fanelia was almost as full of life as it had been before the War. Things were slowing down from hurried business to relaxed satisfaction.
This was a source of celebration for most but not for Van. It gave him too much time to think, and he didn't want time to think about things.
* * *
"Van someday you'll be with her every day. I only wish I were there to tell you myself." Folken Fanel stood from his seat and turned away from his window which went from showing Van arguing with his councilors to milky whiteness.
"We can't leave this place," Naria answered him. She didn't sound terribly upset about it. Why should she? Everything she loved was here. Folken and her sister Eriya. That was all she needed.
She knew it upset Folken that he couldn't be with his brother helping to heal the country, his country, that he had destroyed. Even here in the land of eternal peace it caused him pain.
The scenery around them abruptly changed from a study bathed in golden sunlight from large windows to a peaceful forest clearing, just beginning to turn from red to purple as twilight spread like a blanket. Eriya sat by a pool roughly the size of five people lying down side by side. She looked at her reflection as it swam in and out of focus. She moved a finger around the pool in graceful figure eights. She slowly raised her head at their sudden appearance in the peaceful glade.
"Folken-sama?" she asked. He didn't usually use the ability of instant transport given to the citizens of Atlantis. He preferred to walk, striding deliberately, yet wrapped in the act of reflection.
The pool changed in color and went completely smooth. He spoke a few words and the pool showed a split screen. Van on one side and Hitomi on the other. Both of them were just sitting, as if listening hard and straining their ears to pick up every sound. After a moment they both dropped their heads in resignation.
"I've been watching Van more lately. I've noticed he has been more silent than usual. I believe this is the problem." He gestured to the pool which was replaying the scene again and again. "He can't reach Hitomi. Communication with each other was suddenly cut off. I can't identify the source of the problem."
"A new enemy has emerged?" Eriya suggested. She stood and walked toward him putting a hand on his arm. "They seek to disrupt the flow of life in Fanelia by affecting their king?" She looked up at him.
"I'm more concerned about how anyone could get the knowledge and power to break the link between Hitomi and Van."