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Chapter One
Space near Lost Jerusalem, seven years after the events of X III.
The torso of a woman floated gently towards the planet. Ice crystals covered her tattered frame, but her facial expression was entirely peaceful. As she began to enter the gravitational field, her speed started to increase.
At midday on the planet below, a young man was walking down a beach. He had a dark complexion and uniquely identifying silver hair. As he approached the water's edge, he stopped. He lifted his arms out before him, palms up, tilted his head up to the sky and closed his eyes. As he concentrated, his hands began to glow with a bright white light. Out in space, wings sprouted from the back of the woman and wrapped around her in a protective cocoon. She then began her descent into the atmosphere. As the young man stood on the beach, still concentrating, hands still glowing, a shape began to form in the distant sky. As it came closer, the man opened his eyes and moving his hands only slightly, slowed the cocoon. Raising his right hand to about eye level with the palm facing out, he guided to the cocoon to land on the beach several meters away from him. As it landed, the man's hands stopped glowing and he let out a sigh of relief. While he walked towards the cocoon, the wings opened and then started to slowly disappear. He knelt down on the left hand side of the torso of the woman and ran his right hand through her hair. He started to laugh to himself as the silver strands slipped through his fingers and fell back to her side. "I don't think this color suits you at all," he said.
He gazed down at her for a few seconds more, assessing the damage that she had taken. She was missing both legs and her right arm from the shoulder down. Her hair had turned a silvery white, and there was obvious damage to her exterior shell besides the color distortion. Although the man was very happy to see her, his blue eyes seemed very sad as he contemplated all of this.
"I suppose we will have to wait for her to arrive after all," he said. With that, he leaned down and placing his arms underneath her, he lifted her off the ground. He then began to carry her towards the small cabin at the edge of the beach. As he entered the house, the first room was the living and dining area. He pushed open the first door on the right and carried her inside. The room was clearly decorated with a woman in mind. In the center along the far wall was a beautiful white canopy bed with mosquito netting around it. There was a dresser on the left hand side of the room with an end table holding flowers in the far left corner, and on the right hand side was a large picture window with white lace curtains. There was a small bench beneath the window. Looking out the window, one could see the ocean. When he had built the house, he had planned that this room would be for her. He laid her down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her so that it covered her missing legs and arm. He allowed her left arm to rest on top of the blanket. He smoothed her hair which made it look as though she were a fairytale princess, fast asleep.
"I'm sorry, Kosmos, but it looks like you will have to sleep a little longer," the man said gently to her. He then pulled the mosquito netting closed around her bed and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.