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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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXGYPZAaZbU
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcmenDPHtMX
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcGxDINS9Rq
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm8rjgkaX3v
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…16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡesHhHMz2Ey
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEwN2PtpAEe
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…16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHaejncCRfd
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCF90PWnHJj
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOzgkBL9RgK
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡePyjFJiHFO
“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,16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz11RahJAt0
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdVLgJRz6GK
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhaeRqbUejo
…but in wonder.
End.
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