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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.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYZhuBT0Ty1
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvF1weYcR6n
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.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAMBd19MXKm
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnaHHW8KnwB
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…32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwKam8UsAWr
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt4Y4BriXKT
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…32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOjrN3TjyI9
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkrQ2IOul9Q
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtJRXLjE23x
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2KtZqIV8vu
“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,32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7YXPQebfzU
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1LDOl8DQHf
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…32Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ73NisWxwsG
…but in wonder.
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