Ah, hello there. (:
This idea came to me a bit ago, and I haven't been able to get it out of my mind. So I began typing it out, and it turned into this.
Anyways, hope you enjoy the prologue.
Title: Finding Eden
Pairings: Roy/Ed
Rating: M
Summary:And when his eyes flicked across the courtyard, spying the crown of golden hair, he knew he had to have been dreaming. There was no way this paradise would exist in his boring world of marriage and prestige.
Warnings: Nothing this chapter.
A/N: This is an AU story set in an alternate timeline. This is just the prologue, so everything else will begin to unfold in the first chapter. Look for it tomorrow. (:
Finding Eden
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Prologue
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She scanned her eyes around the palace, darting wearily every which way as cracks began to spring into crumbles and breaks soon turned into broken concrete. The roof was on the verge of collapsing, as it rained debris and tiles down every second. The walls were turning inward, as the pillars started to stagger under the sudden shift in weight. The people were running around, trying to escape the falling building before they were crushed, no matter if they were the servants or those 'family' that stayed with them once and awhile for money and other beneficial wants.
Her head whipped around at the sound of shrieking, mahogany hair brushing her bare neck and sending shivers down her spine. The woman had just enough time to spy one of the maids running from the falling posts behind her, before they stopped their dramatic entrance from the floor upstairs and lowered themselves down, crushing the maid below.
"My…my paradise…" She said softly, though her tone did not fall short of her emotion. It was pure sadness as she watched her life starting to cease around her, everything that she had ever wanted now becoming a ruin of the past. Her world was ending, shattering in the blink of an eye, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Her graying eyes detected nothing, as they stared and shined with unshed tears at the breaking of her kingdom. And just when she was about to slip fully away, she felt cold fingertips grab her wrist sharply, dragging her from the illusion she had been submerged in.
"M'lady! M'lady, are you alright?" The servant's voice called to her, her voice cracking as she gave a once over of the woman, though she seemed alright physically. The woman slowly ticked her head towards the voice, her lips drawn into a straight line, but her eyes still ringing with the emotion of loss.
"M'lady, we must leave! The palace is crumbling; we've got to head out!" The servant urged, trying to budge the woman a few times, and when she did not move, she tugged and began to pull her away.
"The palace…?" The woman mimicked, trying the words on her tongue, looking down at the floor as they ran, though she couldn't really see it through her hazy eyes. "My…paradise is leaving…"
"Ma'am, it'll be okay. I'm sure everyone made it out safe, but we've got to hurry so we don't get crushed."
And at that last phrase, that last piece of information of everyone getting out safe, her feet implanted hard into the scratched floor, wrist whipping out of the grip as her eyes grew wide and mouth turned agape. The servant was down for half a second, before she latched back onto the stunned woman, holding her tight as a large slab of concrete fell down right beside them.
"Ma'am, what's wrong?"
"My…Eve…" She whispered, before a scream ripped through her throat, her voice cracking as she neared the climax of the yell, and returned to another piercing cry. "No! My Eve! EVEEE!" She called out into the palace, struggling to get out of the servant's hold.
"Eve will be alright, ma'am! We've got to get out before we are killed!" The servant harshly whispered, tearing the woman's dress at the seams as she pulled and dragged her along.
Everything else was blurring: the shouts from the servant who was calling for help, the pounding of footsteps as they ran to rescue them, the gripping of the soldiers and palace help as they tried to hold her back, and the time it took to get her outside her falling kingdom.
And when she felt the creased and dying grass between her naked toes, not even then did she wake from her submerge. The servant that saved her was trying to focus her attention, that much she could understand by the gestures she had kept making at the others, and the way she was patting her pale face softly.
And just like that, she fell. It didn't go unnoticed, for soon her world last wake of sight was slowly covered by rushing help, and the last thing she saw was the burning and final fall of her paradise through the open spaces between legs of unseen people.
"Eve…" She helplessly muttered, finally closing her eyes and losing herself to her subconscious.
Thanks for reading!
-Mazzie