Glimpse
100 Drabbles of Usagi & Mamoru
07. Translucent
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Tonight, the palace garden is sweet and heavy—its fragrant blossoms climb across white trellises and dangle from impressive stone archways. Serenity wanders through the winding maze of vines and roses until she can no longer hear the laughing guests and their clinking glasses of champagne.
Finally alone, she breathes a sigh of relief.
Earth is such a strange place.
She much prefers its rolling landscapes, lush and vibrant, to its awkward people, who are full of foreign customs and gossiping mouths.
She comes to a shimmering lake, its water speckled with moonlight and twinkling stars. There are fireflies all aglow and they dance among the willows that line the waters edge. Charmed, she slips the straps from her alabaster shoulders and watches as her dress falls into a pool of silk and organza at her feet.
Stepping forward, so the dark water tickles her ankles, she smiles and thinks how lucky earth is—with its oceans and rivers and lakes. And how much its people take their planet, so full and teeming with life, for granted.
She then looks up, sees her homeland, a sparkling pearl in the cosmos, and gladly swims out to meet its reflection.
Hours later, this is how Endymion finds her, hair and limbs spread out, still floating atop the moon's wavering image, her body radiant and unmarked in its silver light.
"Princess," he greets, stirring the water with his heavy boots, and knows he's startled her. "I've been looking all over for you."
"You have?" She turns, rising from the water like Aphrodite herself, and faces him, hair dripping and translucent against her breasts and hips and thighs. "What ever for?"
He stumbles out to meet her, movements awkward and uncomfortable, and knows no other woman will ever make him feel this way. He catches her hand, brings it to his lips and shows her his heart.
"For your love, of course."