3: Ends
I bring ruin. I am Death. I am the end of everything.
My sleep is dreamless and near-eternal, broken only by the brief moments when I am called to destroy.
Destruction. It is who I am. What I am. All that I will ever be.
I know the fear my presence brings, for all that live know they must end, and facing the utter reality of that end brings the basest fears out in the bravest of mortal souls.
And yet – this time. This time it is different.
The light shines bright before me, all around me, even as I move to fulfill my calling, my one purpose.
This time there is hope. This time, the end ... will bring a new beginning.
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Sailor Saturn
1/30/08