And A Woman Shall Lead Them
By: SereHeart
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't, own Sailor Moon.
They rode out of the valley under the cover of Monankah's power, the mother riding behind her daughter. She knew that they had to get out of the area as soon as possible, maybe they could head for her mother's family that lived near the bottom of the tallest mountain in the land. They were given the land by the King himself but she thought she would be safe there for a time, and being the enchanted horse that he was Onshey ran like the wind being careful not to jostle the woman who was the mother of their savior for she would not last long were she to be tossed from side to side.
When they came to a stream that held enough water to refill their skins they stopped and rested. Serena saw her mother as she always had been, the sweet and loving hands that had caressed her forehead when she was sick and the face she had always seemed to know. But what her daughter could not see, what Onshey, the goddess, the horse, could see was that the woman was slowly dying. Now that her task had been fulfilled she was dying, for only that would push her daughter to do what was destined. Even though she could not see as far as her father, in fact her father could only see a little beyond herself, she knew that what this girl was destined to do was something that was going to change the world that they were living in for the better. At least she hoped that her visions were true, but the tragedy would be if the girl didn't accomplish her destiny, that would destroy the land and the world that lay beyond it. But this was not the information that she would share with the girl after her mother had passed on, no. She would share with her the facts of life, of this world and the next. She would try to guide the girl as well as her bounds allowed, but for now she stored away how the tiny flecks of light hit the girl's mother's hair, the graying hair of the old and tired. The two soon mounted again and since they were farther away from the King's men, even though Serena didn't know that danger existed, she let her mother ride on the horse until the sun set and she made camp for the night.
The sun was shining bright when the mother awoke and she knew, knew in her heart, that it would not be too long before she would die. She had known it before but today looking at Serena while she fed Onshey, the way that the horse looked at her in that sad, mournful way she felt it hit her. She was going to die. Die... She didn't want to leave her daughter, even though she knew that Lonveya would care for her daughter. She called Serena over to her and sat in the dew covered grass of dawn while she held her darling, precious baby in her arms for one of the last few time she would do so. She rocked back and forth and cried, silent sobs that shook her frame and her daughter's with her. Her tightly closed eyes opened as the sun hit their horse and for an instant, a brief but utterly wonderful instant, she felt the hands of Monankah on her shoulders. She felt the relief of the fact her daughter would be protected when she died and she let her go enough to look into the wonderfully blue, clear eyes of her daughter and saw there the hope of the world.
They were on the road again on the road to her mother's family's house. Soon they would reach it with Onshey going as fast as she was. Her daughter rode behind her now gripping her waist, the waist that had expanded after her birth and no matter how much work was done she had kept that buldge, but she treasured it because it had been caused by her wonderful daughter. She smiled into the great expanse ahead of them sure that they were well on their way to being where they needed to go, but it seemed as though it were not to be. It happened suddenly and without warning, she felt the pain before she noticed that Onshey was galloping faster and faster, but she could not out run the horses of the men. Plus the mother was hurt and even though she felt the instinct to run she knew that it would prove fatal to the woman on her back so she stopped and as she did the woman slowly slid down her side and fell to the ground with a surprisingly soft thud. The daughter was down there in seconds, kneeling beside her mother but she knew. She knew, knew that her mother was dying. Her mother just stared at her not taking her eyes off of the face she would remember and take with her to meet Monankah. She smiled a sad smile at her daughter and a tear escaped her eye and hit the ground. It was then that the men rode up and tore the young girl away from her dying mother and then she was dead. Her spirit stood there watching as they took her daughter away and she turned to Onshey, the Goddess Lonveya, and spoke.
"Take care of her," she spoke and her voice sounded like the wind on a quite country night.
"You know I will," said the daughter of Monankah.
They nodded to each other and the mother's ghost disappeared in the softly blowing wind.
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AN: Sad ending, sappy I know, but it was going to happen sometime. Now for a moment of silence... ;_;
By: SereHeart
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't, own Sailor Moon.
They rode out of the valley under the cover of Monankah's power, the mother riding behind her daughter. She knew that they had to get out of the area as soon as possible, maybe they could head for her mother's family that lived near the bottom of the tallest mountain in the land. They were given the land by the King himself but she thought she would be safe there for a time, and being the enchanted horse that he was Onshey ran like the wind being careful not to jostle the woman who was the mother of their savior for she would not last long were she to be tossed from side to side.
When they came to a stream that held enough water to refill their skins they stopped and rested. Serena saw her mother as she always had been, the sweet and loving hands that had caressed her forehead when she was sick and the face she had always seemed to know. But what her daughter could not see, what Onshey, the goddess, the horse, could see was that the woman was slowly dying. Now that her task had been fulfilled she was dying, for only that would push her daughter to do what was destined. Even though she could not see as far as her father, in fact her father could only see a little beyond herself, she knew that what this girl was destined to do was something that was going to change the world that they were living in for the better. At least she hoped that her visions were true, but the tragedy would be if the girl didn't accomplish her destiny, that would destroy the land and the world that lay beyond it. But this was not the information that she would share with the girl after her mother had passed on, no. She would share with her the facts of life, of this world and the next. She would try to guide the girl as well as her bounds allowed, but for now she stored away how the tiny flecks of light hit the girl's mother's hair, the graying hair of the old and tired. The two soon mounted again and since they were farther away from the King's men, even though Serena didn't know that danger existed, she let her mother ride on the horse until the sun set and she made camp for the night.
The sun was shining bright when the mother awoke and she knew, knew in her heart, that it would not be too long before she would die. She had known it before but today looking at Serena while she fed Onshey, the way that the horse looked at her in that sad, mournful way she felt it hit her. She was going to die. Die... She didn't want to leave her daughter, even though she knew that Lonveya would care for her daughter. She called Serena over to her and sat in the dew covered grass of dawn while she held her darling, precious baby in her arms for one of the last few time she would do so. She rocked back and forth and cried, silent sobs that shook her frame and her daughter's with her. Her tightly closed eyes opened as the sun hit their horse and for an instant, a brief but utterly wonderful instant, she felt the hands of Monankah on her shoulders. She felt the relief of the fact her daughter would be protected when she died and she let her go enough to look into the wonderfully blue, clear eyes of her daughter and saw there the hope of the world.
They were on the road again on the road to her mother's family's house. Soon they would reach it with Onshey going as fast as she was. Her daughter rode behind her now gripping her waist, the waist that had expanded after her birth and no matter how much work was done she had kept that buldge, but she treasured it because it had been caused by her wonderful daughter. She smiled into the great expanse ahead of them sure that they were well on their way to being where they needed to go, but it seemed as though it were not to be. It happened suddenly and without warning, she felt the pain before she noticed that Onshey was galloping faster and faster, but she could not out run the horses of the men. Plus the mother was hurt and even though she felt the instinct to run she knew that it would prove fatal to the woman on her back so she stopped and as she did the woman slowly slid down her side and fell to the ground with a surprisingly soft thud. The daughter was down there in seconds, kneeling beside her mother but she knew. She knew, knew that her mother was dying. Her mother just stared at her not taking her eyes off of the face she would remember and take with her to meet Monankah. She smiled a sad smile at her daughter and a tear escaped her eye and hit the ground. It was then that the men rode up and tore the young girl away from her dying mother and then she was dead. Her spirit stood there watching as they took her daughter away and she turned to Onshey, the Goddess Lonveya, and spoke.
"Take care of her," she spoke and her voice sounded like the wind on a quite country night.
"You know I will," said the daughter of Monankah.
They nodded to each other and the mother's ghost disappeared in the softly blowing wind.
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AN: Sad ending, sappy I know, but it was going to happen sometime. Now for a moment of silence... ;_;