Here's the first chapter of my latest series. I hope you enjoy this one. (I know, this is very short and simple for me.)
The golden desert sun slowly began its decent from the skies, beginning to dive behind the sand dunes, giving way to night. The castle and town was turned a mixed red and gold this particular sunset, something that doesn't happen often in the desert, and is a cause to shirk one's duties and sit somewhere to watch. These were a special kind of sunset that doesn't happen without cause. Though the country had been mourning for almost three years now that their princess had yet be seen on the streets of the city, the people of this desert town loved their princess very much, and the people of the country Clow mourned.
Though the people had mourned, the city still gave the hustle and bustle of everyday life as these desert people knew that nothing would come to sit and let fate take them. They continued on with life; the traders continued to bring in goods, and the merchants continued to sell, the artisans continued to make, and the watchmen continued to stand guard.
Deep within the sanctuary of caves, the high priest, performing his rituals as his job demands him to do. Rising up from the ground, his staff spread over both hands on the horizontal, his eyes closed. A vision had struck him; a group of three would come from the ruins, he knew not when. The group approached from the ruins, a red gold sunset would adorn the skies.
With great haste, the priest ran out of the caverns and to the keep. He ran up to the King and told him of the news. "King Touya!" The King then replied, "Yuki, how many times have I told you to drop the formalities when no one else is around, we are old friends aren't we?" The priest gave a submissive sigh then continued, "Yes, we are." The King leaned back and asked, "So, what did you want to speech to me about?" Yukito replied, "I had another vision, this one concerns Sakura-chan and Syaoran-san." "What about them? Did something happen to my little sister?" The King pushed the issue, but his manners as a King kept him from getting to a rolling boil, or at least a visible one. "Not that I can see, nothing bad has befallen the princess." "Well, then what?" The King said more forcefully and with less kingly demeanor. "They may be returning to our world in the near future. I can't say when, but watch the ruins an a day with a sunset much like this one." The king left his throne and calmly walked to open arch adjacent to it and sat on the banister. First looking into the sky, then to the town, and finally the wing shaped ruins. "Does something bother you, Touya?" "Just a memory." "Come to think of it, that's the spot where you sat that night when they left this world. Isn't that right?" "Don't remind me."
The King now reminisced on all the times before that fateful day, his mind thinking of Sakura, but he only came to feel anger of some sort. As, whenever a memory of Sakura came up, it came with the one of Syaoran. Every single one since after the time those two had met. He thought about it, perhaps it wasn't anger or resentment, but that of unwillingness; unwilling to accept that he was about to take his valuable little sister away from him, or that something else might be why. But he couldn't quite figure out what. Or for that matter even why; this resentment had taken root into his soul.
"Have the servants start dusting her room. And have someone bring up the papers from that hole digging brat's place." "As you wish, Touya." Yukito left the grand throne room, leaving Touya to dwell on memories and look forward to seeing his sister again.
Critique of any kind is welcomed, as it will help me write the next chapter.