Warning: A bit of angst ahead, but also happy times.

Set-chan,

My dear, dear Set-chan. I fear this will be our last letter. Or, at least, mine.

I cannot begin to explain how happy and scared I am. Do you know why? Because I may just be the happiest woman alive, and I'm scared of just losing it all. Do not misunderstand me, please. I am not scared of death, just of what comes after that. I'm scared of not seeing Sasha and Evelyn fighting for the last toast anymore. I'm scared of finding out I won't get to see Naomi, Shunra and my dear and overly-spoiled grandson. I am terrified of not getting to see Evangeline chase you down the hills again because you pissed her off. It frightens me to think about not seeing your sunny smile anymore.

I am scared, Set-chan, because I am leaving this world.

There is no other way to say this, my dear Set-chan. I am dying and there is no cure for my illness. I know you were expecting me to surpass the century, since most mages do. But you have to remember that I am not like most mages. I have too much inside of me, and I am only human.

Isn't it ironic that my own magic is going to be my demise?

I am writing this letter because I know you need the reassurement. I know you best, Set-chan; as much as Evangeline. And I know for a fact that my imminent death will crush your spirit.

I don't want to leave you like that. I just don't.

You have an eternity, my dear friend. You have forever with your beloved wife. Lean on her, let her know how you feel. Don't close off to the world. I beg you, Set-chan.

You know? There was one time when you told me that without me you'd feel incomplete. My heart soared with your words, Set-chan. I am almost jealous of Eva-chan, if I may say so. You are quite the charmer.

I will miss your smile and our walks under the moon. I will miss that silly face you do whenever Eva dresses up for you. I will miss your swelling chest whenever your daughters -and mine in extention- accomplish something. I will miss the way you swirl your sword around in a complex maneuver just to distract me from my pain. I will miss that horrible, horrible soup you make me for my weakest days. I will miss that awkward look you get when Sasha and Eve call you 'papa' in their own playful way.

I will miss you.

You all gave me the happiness I had lost. You all made me the woman I am today. Thanks to you, I have no regrets in my life.

So, thank you, Set-chan.

Love,

Your Kono-chan.

Setsuna struggled with her own sobs as she clutched the letter in her hands. Her knees buckled under her weight as she felt numb. At her side, her daughters (the four of them, biologically speaking) held her close as she finished reading the letter. Evangeline was not with them, having decided that it would have been too much for her. They understood.

"She loved you so much." Sasha spoke in a quiet whisper, completely struck in awe.

Setsuna shook her head, "It was sisterly love. But... yeah, she did." A broken smile danced on her lips.

They all nodded in silent understanding.

Ten minutes passed, and Evelyn found that she couldn't take it anymore. With a determined voice, she called to them.

"Lets fly."

Konoka had always envied and loved Setsuna for her ability to stretch her wings and let the wind carry her. That beautiful characteristic had been passed onto her own daughters as well, a fact that Konoka was eternally grateful for. Whenever they felt sad or angry, they would fly and forget about their problems.

So, the next day after Konoka's death they flew. And the next, and the next.

They flew until they could smile again, until they felt like it was all going to be okay.

On the seventh day after Konoe Konoka's death, Setsuna returned to her wife, who smiled knowingly at her. She held her hand in her own, and together they flew away. They let the wind guide them for ten days and ten nights, until they felt that it was okay to return and start over.

"Do you regret not being able to age?" Evangeline had asked once during their flight.

Setsuna shook her head, "If I did, then I'd regret it because I wouldn't be able to live with you." Evangeline blushed lightly and did a little twirl in the air. Setsuna watched fondly.

"I love you." Evangeline muttered then, and Setsuna kissed her softly as a response.

"It's going to be okay." The blonde reassured.

Setsuna nodded against her forehead as they held hands under the moonlight.

"I know."

I don't even know if this is the end of the series. I never really ended something in such an... angsty way. I may do more just for the heck of it.

The series goes like this:

A Fresh Start

A Fresh Start: Wedding of Hell

A Fresh Start: Keiko's Adventure

A Fresh Start: Konoka's Peace

A Fresh Start: Konoka's Goodbye