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The full moon shone down upon her. The silven hair of the maiden reflected the moon's rays, mirroring the beauty of the mysterious orb in the night sky trifold. The rays danced around her, shifting in time with the heartsong of the goddess. The lunar light bounced to the locket, exchanging the golden and silven hues in the dance of the lonely lady.
Tears fell, refracting the light through the journey to the warm surface of the star locket. Five tears. Five Planets. Five Princesses. Each corner of the locket glowed the colors of the Lunar Court Guardians. Around the world, each guardian felt the call of the Moon Maiden, the call of their Beloved Princess.
Fire halted in her sweeping, turning her crimson gaze skyward to soak in the Light of Luna.
Thunder set the lid on the boiling pot and moved graciously to the window, her eyes moving hesitantly to the Moon.
Water set down her book, sitting back in her chair to watch the glowing satellite in the sky.
Love strode from the theater, her jacket wrapped tightly around her as the Moon's Light hit her skin and pulled her gaze to its source.
Wind mounted her motorbike, helmet set to the side; she pulled from the garage, hair lifting and falling in the breeze, fully aware of the Moon's Protective gaze.
The years had passed…the Senshi had grown apart…But they still remain linked through Her. She was their friend, their lover, their goddess, their mother. She was everything to them, she was life itself. Though each had given their lives for her numerous times, only she could make the Ultimate Sacrifice.
Only she could release the Love of the Guardians.
As her tears fell, the Royal Symbol appeared on her brow, glowing gently. Her agile fingers stroked the edge of the star.
"Seiya…you were a Star…Endymion…you are my love…Each of my dear Guardians are the points of the star…each point of the circle is an Outer Senshi …And I, I am the crescent moon, revolving around the jewel that is my dear Endymion…"
With a soft sigh, she leaned back to lay on the grass, her gaze never moving from the moon, always resting upon her Ancient home, where her Soul had found love…
