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Title: Final Distance
By: Angel Cosmos
Site: www.littlewings-firstlove.cjb.net
Email: angel_cosmos2000@hotmail.com
Feb. 15, 2002
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Anime Series: Sailor Moon - Usagi, Chibiusa, and Mamoru
Disclaimers: I do not own Sailor Moon nor did I write the
song, "Final Distance". The title, "Final Distance" was
taken from a j-pop singer, Utada Hikaru.
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When I was a child, my father painted a lot. I do
not recall what most of them looked like, but I can assure
you that they were beautiful and filled with happiness. I
remembered when I was 10 years old; my father was
painting the hill outside of our little cozy house. If you
looked very closely at the painting, there would be a little
cottage sitting on top of the mountain. You may think this
is insignificant but I believed that whenever my father was
painting, he would cast a wonderful spell. What kind of
spell? How am I supposed to know? He spoke many
languages while I only knew the one I'm writing in now.
He sold many of his work, that's how talented he was! But
he never sold the mountain painting he called "Distance".
He told us never to sell it, no matter how much a rich man
offers with a bunch of zeros because it will one day bring
our family together.
Why am I recalling such a strange childhood
memory? Perhaps, I am bored with my adult life. Twenty
years has passed since that day, and my life has changed. I
am now in my office staring into the clear blue sky, which
is partly being covered by a tall building. How I wished I
could just go back to my parents' cozy home. I cannot just
leave my work that my family is depending on, can I? No,
I cannot. My beloved husband, Mamoru passed away a
few years ago, leaving me as a single parent to take care of
our daughter, Chibiusa. I loved my child just as parents
would love theirs but for some strange reason, my heart
still feels as though I am missing something. My brother
and I never see each other because of our careers, leaving
us to grow apart.
After picking Chibiusa up from her babysitter and
making dinner for both of us, the phone rang. It was my
brother telling me to start packing because something
horrible had happened to my parents. He told me to come
back home. Were they dead? No, that couldn't be! I ran
into my room and packed a bunch of clothes for Chibiusa
and me. My heart felt like it was having a heart attack
while driving to the airport. Chibiusa and I were gone
within the half hour back home.
I could not sleep while on the plane. My mind was
wandering all over the possibilities of what could have
happened to my parents. Oh how I wish I could have spent
more time with them before it was too late. Arriving at our
destination at night by a taxi, my home seemed abandoned.
The sun had already gone down, the only light source that
was available was the full moon hovering above the
mountains and the clear sky sparkling with stars. Where
was everyone?
The little house where I grew up appeared to be
abandoned by my parents. Did they move away? The
window on the right side of the door was glowing gently
from a lit candle. I carefully crept my way in, hearing the
creaks of the door, as I entered the house I grew up in. The
candle laid on top of the table where we used to eat our
meals. In front of the candle was an old book. This old
book appeared to have been waiting for someone to pick it
up and read it aloud. I would have done it, but it was in a
strange language, possibly Japanese. I've lost my mother
tongue when I was born in Canada. Did my father know
this language? May be this was his last entry…
I sighed with sadness as tears started to fill my
heart. Chibiusa was on the table, playing with Diana, her
white stuffed kitten. She looked so innocent and content
doing whatever she was with her kitten. She was not
alone… but I was. Where are my parents and brother?!
Didn't my brother call me to come here urgently? My tears
trickled down my face and I quickly wiped them away so
my daughter wouldn't worry. I lifted my face away from
the book and stared with shock at the painting my father
drew twenty years ago. "Distance" was right in front of
me; the little house on top of the mountain was still there.
Chibiusa ran up to me pulling on my skirt with
Diana, asking impatiently why we were there. Her large
blue eyes looked into mine and I smiled gently, as I picked
her up and carried her toward the painting. I told her this
painting was called "Distance" and that her grandfather
painted it. She was mesmerized, staring at the house on top
of the mountain. She traced the curves of the hill and
stopped at the house. Gently tapping on the door twice that
I could not see at all, she said "Open!" in a playful tone.
When she did this, I felt a cold draft behind us that blew out
the candle. The journal that my father wrote began flipping
to the beginning of the book. I heard whispers that began
to recite something familiar as the draft began to pick up
into a violent wind.
I held Chibiusa in my arms, fearing something
would happen to her. The wind became stronger and began
lifting us up toward the painting. I screamed out because it
would be my fault for ruining my father's artwork! Images
of my father began flashing through my head as a glow
from the "Distance" painting began to swallow Chibiusa
and I.
I awoke with the warmth of the sun blazing down
on me. Where was I? My eyes flung opened when I
noticed the warmth of Chibiusa was not in my arms. In my
arms was Diana. Where was Chibiusa?! Standing up with
panic brewing in my stomach, I felt a cold wind blow my
fears away. There I saw a small cabin-like house. I ran
toward it immediately I heard the laughter of Chibiusa
behind the house, I went toward that direction. Playing
with Chibiusa was Mamoru! She was sitting on his lap,
giggling because her father was tickling her. His warm
eyes laid upon me and welcomed me to this place. His
smile washed away all of my worries as I realized we were
together. My mother was inside the house, baking cookies.
My brother ran out of the house and greeted me with huge
bear hug. I was overwhelmed to see all of them all
together, but my curiosity of where we were began itching
behind my brain. I asked where we were, and Mamoru
replied that we were in "Distance" and that we were finally
together.
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Thank you for reading this ^_^
Please check out my Sailor Moon page or email me! ;-D
Site: www.littlewings-firstlove.cjb.net
Email: angel_cosmos2000@hotmail.com
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Title: Final Distance
By: Angel Cosmos
Site: www.littlewings-firstlove.cjb.net
Email: angel_cosmos2000@hotmail.com
Feb. 15, 2002
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Anime Series: Sailor Moon - Usagi, Chibiusa, and Mamoru
Disclaimers: I do not own Sailor Moon nor did I write the
song, "Final Distance". The title, "Final Distance" was
taken from a j-pop singer, Utada Hikaru.
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When I was a child, my father painted a lot. I do
not recall what most of them looked like, but I can assure
you that they were beautiful and filled with happiness. I
remembered when I was 10 years old; my father was
painting the hill outside of our little cozy house. If you
looked very closely at the painting, there would be a little
cottage sitting on top of the mountain. You may think this
is insignificant but I believed that whenever my father was
painting, he would cast a wonderful spell. What kind of
spell? How am I supposed to know? He spoke many
languages while I only knew the one I'm writing in now.
He sold many of his work, that's how talented he was! But
he never sold the mountain painting he called "Distance".
He told us never to sell it, no matter how much a rich man
offers with a bunch of zeros because it will one day bring
our family together.
Why am I recalling such a strange childhood
memory? Perhaps, I am bored with my adult life. Twenty
years has passed since that day, and my life has changed. I
am now in my office staring into the clear blue sky, which
is partly being covered by a tall building. How I wished I
could just go back to my parents' cozy home. I cannot just
leave my work that my family is depending on, can I? No,
I cannot. My beloved husband, Mamoru passed away a
few years ago, leaving me as a single parent to take care of
our daughter, Chibiusa. I loved my child just as parents
would love theirs but for some strange reason, my heart
still feels as though I am missing something. My brother
and I never see each other because of our careers, leaving
us to grow apart.
After picking Chibiusa up from her babysitter and
making dinner for both of us, the phone rang. It was my
brother telling me to start packing because something
horrible had happened to my parents. He told me to come
back home. Were they dead? No, that couldn't be! I ran
into my room and packed a bunch of clothes for Chibiusa
and me. My heart felt like it was having a heart attack
while driving to the airport. Chibiusa and I were gone
within the half hour back home.
I could not sleep while on the plane. My mind was
wandering all over the possibilities of what could have
happened to my parents. Oh how I wish I could have spent
more time with them before it was too late. Arriving at our
destination at night by a taxi, my home seemed abandoned.
The sun had already gone down, the only light source that
was available was the full moon hovering above the
mountains and the clear sky sparkling with stars. Where
was everyone?
The little house where I grew up appeared to be
abandoned by my parents. Did they move away? The
window on the right side of the door was glowing gently
from a lit candle. I carefully crept my way in, hearing the
creaks of the door, as I entered the house I grew up in. The
candle laid on top of the table where we used to eat our
meals. In front of the candle was an old book. This old
book appeared to have been waiting for someone to pick it
up and read it aloud. I would have done it, but it was in a
strange language, possibly Japanese. I've lost my mother
tongue when I was born in Canada. Did my father know
this language? May be this was his last entry…
I sighed with sadness as tears started to fill my
heart. Chibiusa was on the table, playing with Diana, her
white stuffed kitten. She looked so innocent and content
doing whatever she was with her kitten. She was not
alone… but I was. Where are my parents and brother?!
Didn't my brother call me to come here urgently? My tears
trickled down my face and I quickly wiped them away so
my daughter wouldn't worry. I lifted my face away from
the book and stared with shock at the painting my father
drew twenty years ago. "Distance" was right in front of
me; the little house on top of the mountain was still there.
Chibiusa ran up to me pulling on my skirt with
Diana, asking impatiently why we were there. Her large
blue eyes looked into mine and I smiled gently, as I picked
her up and carried her toward the painting. I told her this
painting was called "Distance" and that her grandfather
painted it. She was mesmerized, staring at the house on top
of the mountain. She traced the curves of the hill and
stopped at the house. Gently tapping on the door twice that
I could not see at all, she said "Open!" in a playful tone.
When she did this, I felt a cold draft behind us that blew out
the candle. The journal that my father wrote began flipping
to the beginning of the book. I heard whispers that began
to recite something familiar as the draft began to pick up
into a violent wind.
I held Chibiusa in my arms, fearing something
would happen to her. The wind became stronger and began
lifting us up toward the painting. I screamed out because it
would be my fault for ruining my father's artwork! Images
of my father began flashing through my head as a glow
from the "Distance" painting began to swallow Chibiusa
and I.
I awoke with the warmth of the sun blazing down
on me. Where was I? My eyes flung opened when I
noticed the warmth of Chibiusa was not in my arms. In my
arms was Diana. Where was Chibiusa?! Standing up with
panic brewing in my stomach, I felt a cold wind blow my
fears away. There I saw a small cabin-like house. I ran
toward it immediately I heard the laughter of Chibiusa
behind the house, I went toward that direction. Playing
with Chibiusa was Mamoru! She was sitting on his lap,
giggling because her father was tickling her. His warm
eyes laid upon me and welcomed me to this place. His
smile washed away all of my worries as I realized we were
together. My mother was inside the house, baking cookies.
My brother ran out of the house and greeted me with huge
bear hug. I was overwhelmed to see all of them all
together, but my curiosity of where we were began itching
behind my brain. I asked where we were, and Mamoru
replied that we were in "Distance" and that we were finally
together.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Thank you for reading this ^_^
Please check out my Sailor Moon page or email me! ;-D
Site: www.littlewings-firstlove.cjb.net
Email: angel_cosmos2000@hotmail.com
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