Prologue: Fanelia's Downfall.
AN: As I've almost finished 'Escaflowne: Red Planet' I've decided to start writing another AU fic. This takes place on Gaea and ignores the whole Esca plot line, for example, Folken is very much alive and Van and Allen have never met. As for Hitomi, I honestly don't know if she will be in the story or not, so don't ask, you may however suggest ideas concerning her participation in this story, 'cos I don't have a clue. lol.
This is just the prologue; it's just setting the scene. R&R and tell me what you think. Enjoy!
The year is 2005AC (after the creator.) and the kingdom of Fanelia lies in economic, political and environmental ruin. The country has, over the last hundred years, slowly become over run by dragons.
By the time the impending crisis was realised it was to late to evade it. Many villages, towns and small cities have been destroyed. Thousands of people slaughtered by incredible creatures of mass destruction.
Fanelia's leading politicians, delegates and generals, as well as the two orphan princes were forced to flee to the capital. The city gates where closed immediately after their arrival. The high wall that surrounds it and the guards that constantly patrol it are the first of a small line of defence protecting Fanelia's rapidly falling population.
But although the closed gates of Fanelia's capital provide protection from the dragons outside, they cannot provide protection from the famine and disease inside. With the gates to the city closed, there are few ways, if any, to trade. The people of Fanelia are dying.
A group known as the Dragon Slayers- men who are skilled with both sword and axe, were sent forth from the capital to attempt to rid the country of its infestation.
Very few outsiders now venture into the beautiful forestry that is the country of Fanelia. Those I've seen have either been brave and well equipped, or drunk.
My name is Hitomi and I am part of an ancient race of mages. In order to receive the gift of immortality, each candidate must leave our homeland to perform a rite of passage. Mine has lead me to this dying kingdom. For what purpose, I do not know.
AN: As I've almost finished 'Escaflowne: Red Planet' I've decided to start writing another AU fic. This takes place on Gaea and ignores the whole Esca plot line, for example, Folken is very much alive and Van and Allen have never met. As for Hitomi, I honestly don't know if she will be in the story or not, so don't ask, you may however suggest ideas concerning her participation in this story, 'cos I don't have a clue. lol.
This is just the prologue; it's just setting the scene. R&R and tell me what you think. Enjoy!
The year is 2005AC (after the creator.) and the kingdom of Fanelia lies in economic, political and environmental ruin. The country has, over the last hundred years, slowly become over run by dragons.
By the time the impending crisis was realised it was to late to evade it. Many villages, towns and small cities have been destroyed. Thousands of people slaughtered by incredible creatures of mass destruction.
Fanelia's leading politicians, delegates and generals, as well as the two orphan princes were forced to flee to the capital. The city gates where closed immediately after their arrival. The high wall that surrounds it and the guards that constantly patrol it are the first of a small line of defence protecting Fanelia's rapidly falling population.
But although the closed gates of Fanelia's capital provide protection from the dragons outside, they cannot provide protection from the famine and disease inside. With the gates to the city closed, there are few ways, if any, to trade. The people of Fanelia are dying.
A group known as the Dragon Slayers- men who are skilled with both sword and axe, were sent forth from the capital to attempt to rid the country of its infestation.
Very few outsiders now venture into the beautiful forestry that is the country of Fanelia. Those I've seen have either been brave and well equipped, or drunk.
My name is Hitomi and I am part of an ancient race of mages. In order to receive the gift of immortality, each candidate must leave our homeland to perform a rite of passage. Mine has lead me to this dying kingdom. For what purpose, I do not know.
