Comradery
The stars danced in the night sky, ignoring every worry, ignoring every care. Stress was a manmade pain that they scoffed upon with vigor. Fear was trivial, stress was fruitless; all that mattered to the stars was the dance. A scarce few adopted this mindset, for stress was all that kept some going. But tonight, a duo was one with the stars as they danced with them underneath the moonlight. They giggled as children would as their bare feet flittered across the wet grass. They twirled, they dipped, they spun until they fell in a mess of limbs and giggles and chose to merely gaze up at the stars they so passionately emulated.
"Celes?" one said after a time.
"Yes Terra?"
"Do…do you think we'll win?" she replied meekly.
Her companion thought for a long while before replying.
"Yes, we will."
The green haired woman brightened and smiled at the pale haired one, grasping her in a tight embrace. The Queen of ice squeezed the half-espers arm warmly before motioning for her to stand.
"But let's forget about all of that for tonight," the Ex-General said. "For tonight, let's just dance like we always do. Cares are so difficult to lose in these times, and I should like to lose ours for a bit longer before we return."
Her companion nodded in agreement. Taking Celes' hand, she began to dance under the starlight once more.
Red and white, light and dark, and fire and ice spun until they truly became one.
And on that night, they were the brightest star in the sky.