14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRm0Liv9A4j
“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.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1npNZVMEbF
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN60xlsoKf8
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.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj1QzWd0ujW
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyBWF0zYBrh
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…14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSUGj3gdyAe
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzhU6ke3fyl
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…14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfTTeUgXrGR
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHobmvPaO6A
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP8VDwcVJGe
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX6FJUDP1n8
“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,14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0FGEEiBl4f
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr2gdE4GJ5c
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbzgF6ftMOo
…but in wonder.
End.
ns216.73.216.247da2
