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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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzw6TFvLTgs
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOLvjE7fzX4
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.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNKf7DUlN5Y
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUjybH7K6OU
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…23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq7OM1muUHR
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ns5AVH30L
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…23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoRe3DqZ2iE
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIp0AlsN60J
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ39om07NLd3
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw1xDQk75G1
“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,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU8m7VBDALb
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4DzdiAeknz
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…23Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0uO8JIHGkb
…but in wonder.
End.
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