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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.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZSIa3t3i0c
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtdu4HqkL98
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.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwnpYt2Abnr
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqAHvP34lZi
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…29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdDq6wEdwam
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSVP0M6gv2C
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…29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZO9uXJqISK
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtxC8pVYlgh
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOjUsS1sDmn
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKFxfJfiki8
“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,29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe3jIafrsSE
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6EqhYSpQ0n
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDHtyEk0OTe
…but in wonder.
End.
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