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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.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8QqyLmcVDX
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBTLIed6zQs
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.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFrSG8EoYVk
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn87z4ohnBX
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…48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUCSbQGgr0b
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbEacZljTg5
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…48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2hU2Gt82fj
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLBU3ersST
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZOnUEEUlcC
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK4KCJm0uN9
“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,48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxj5bySz9oM
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDL4SwdgJnJ
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…48Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7GLseLOai
…but in wonder.
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