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“Peace is not the end of the story. It’s the space where new stars are born.”
Years passed — or perhaps only moments, depending on how one measures time among the stars.
The Moon Kingdom flourished once more.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4xIKDeZkoE
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKELfaN6FDH
In their place bloomed starlight gardens, floating scroll-temples, and the hum of laughter across the cosmos.
Suisei, of course, had not changed much.
He still had a habit of sneaking into sacred chambers, “borrowing” relics, and accidentally triggering minor space-time hiccups.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaU170gfYQn
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7qzPPtPdss
Even if it came with weekly lectures from Tsuki and annoyed sighs from the celestial archives.
Meanwhile, Taiyo and Tsuki ruled not with iron or fire…186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrz8qGfd2TR
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiHjq8kO2C7
Other times, they meditated beneath moonscapes while cradling new stars born from restored realms.
Their bond became legend — not for its romance, but for its devotion to peace.
And deep within the Sanctuary of Shadows, where once Getsu had wept and raged…186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkdMawX7Bh6
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPEhlgbWIHL
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZZNsmAkTdV
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaM0dAP1gbi
“Let me show you the space in between.”
One evening, as comet petals floated through the lunar breeze, Tsuki looked up from her perch on the terrace.
A new constellation flickered above — a child’s laughter echoing on the wind.
She smiled, sensing a new prophecy had just been born — not written in fear or fate,186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXZSClitOnS
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvzUyBvRhiQ
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…186Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3xwU5np5Tj
…but in wonder.
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