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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.35Please respect copyright.PENANAqvrml1FO4B
Gone were the cold silences and fearful prophecies.35Please respect copyright.PENANANs0Wf43AoR
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.35Please respect copyright.PENANAwUlWeRbGOp
But now, he did so under the official title of:
Lunar Ambassador of Curiosity and Cosmic Chaos.
He wore it proudly.35Please respect copyright.PENANAF0u4DrvznC
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…35Please respect copyright.PENANAdR9rLlZ6XB
…but with balance.
Sometimes they walked through solar flares to calm unrest.35Please respect copyright.PENANARQQkMBcJHb
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…35Please respect copyright.PENANAJpwjCSgEXT
now stood a quiet sanctuary.
Getsu tended to it — a garden of twilight blossoms and echoing memory pools.35Please respect copyright.PENANA3HiHAZvMyQ
She became a keeper of truths too complex for the surface world.35Please respect copyright.PENANAXvqKXCmkyI
A guide for those who bore too much light — or too much darkness.
“Come,” she would say to the lost,35Please respect copyright.PENANAGHTRG5UwHQ
“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,35Please respect copyright.PENANAvVTep89J4k
but in hope.
“Let them make their own legends,” she whispered,35Please respect copyright.PENANAmFJrPOrN9O
“We’ve lit the sky enough for them to find the way.”
And so the stars turned once more — not in war…35Please respect copyright.PENANAFkT8zAPbrK
…but in wonder.
End.
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