Weeping Orchids

A Fushigi Yuugi Epic...

Date: November 10, 2003

Disclaimer: Nope I don't own nothin'! Except for Mai and co. ! FY belongs to Miss Watase Yuu!

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Prologue: City Lights

Konan. A city so majestic, so perfect, it must be a dream. The weather is always nice, the birds always chirping, the streets always

bustling. What a place to live right? So immaculate and neat, so charming and enchanting. A city like no other, a city on it's own, a city full of

magic. An eden where everyone is equal, a generous emperor, cheerful merchants, happy people.

Well, at least everyone thought so....

Things are not as they seem. There may be birds chirping, but they aren't melodies. Weather might be nice but rain clouds are always churning.

The streets may be bustling but maybe some are empty. Konan is not all jewels and heaps of gold. There are poor ones, but they are hidden.

Hidden behind the silk and and jade of guilt and pity. No one deserves to live like that. No one. Not even me. A poor farmer's daughter in a poor

shack, living poor. But no one sees how hard we work, no one cares to stop and help, no one cares.

There are no silk dresses, no jade or pearls around my neck. I wear ragged clothes with holes and no longer the gleaming white they used to be.

They are soiled by the dirt and mud, soiled from the hard labor of farming, soiled. I have only one pair of shoes, ripped and torn. Worn from the

years of use. I am a farmer's daughter, an only child to a sick old man who can barely walk let alone farm. I help him through his labors,and the

hard times. My mother is no longer with us. A spirit lingering with the four gods. She watches over us with the utmost caution. Her gentle blue

eyes only a memory in my mind. Her long, black hair only a fading picture, and with each year it gets harder and harder for me to find the image.

She died while I was born, seventeen years ago. I pray that she rests in peace.

As for me, I'll be alright. I just pray that some day I will be released into the world and that all my memories of this place will be only that, a memory.

But for now I must work my hardest, just as the other people in this village do. They work hard and long for whatever they can get. I must work

like that, if I ever want to leave this place and take my father with me, I must work hard. I've seen people come and go from this place. I wish to

do the same...

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A/N: Well! How was it? I know it's just a start but it will get good I promise!! As for you Ayashi no Kokoro fans: I AM STILL WORKING ON

THAT ONE TOO!!! So don't forget about it! I know it's been a long time, but I just don't know what to do next in it! So I thought I might start

a more serious one for now until I get the idea of what I want to put next in AnK! But never fear, It will continue!!! Sorry for the Loooonnnngggg

wait, but I hope you understand!!! Also I would like to thank Aama (did i spell it right???) for inspiring me to write this! Her story 'Tansho' is

remarkable and I give great thanks to her for inspiring me!!! If any of you have an idea of what should happen next in Ayashi no Kokoro,

email me!!! At [email protected]! Ok? That's all for now! If you liked this story so far, let me know with your reviews!!

Thanks!

Nuriko no da!