Hello, everyone! Sailor of Shadow here!! NOw for the standard disclaimer,

I do not own Sailor Moon, however much i would like to, but I do however own the poetry in this story.

So please, feel free to copy them, and use them but please be sure and let everyone

know whose they are. And without further ado here is the story...





A simple mode of expression

That makes my feelings sing

An innocuous arrangement of words

That put my thoughts into being

A pure and eternal means

To set my spirit free

The greatest of God's special gifts

Is the gift of poetry.



Neo Queen Serenity sat dejectedly upon the weathered wooden dock

over-looking Crescent Bay. Her long white dress and silver locks

blowing in the gentle breeze. Oh how she longed to be simple Serena.

The innocnet, klutzy teenager who had friends and the devotion of the love

of her life. But she was no longer that girl. The girl was the past, and the woman

the future. It had been many years since she had sat on this dock

with her spiral. Her spiral was what helped her get through the years after Darien

left and the girls suddenly found new interests.

As Serenity sat and stared at the much loved and tattered spiral inspiration

struck and she began to write...........