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Epílogos

The bright moon, hanging on the dark firmament was gently illuminating twelve sacred Temples that were standing on the hills, majestically rising from the mist of the night. Small, shining stars, also attached to the velvet of the sky were showing the celestial constellations, guardians of those who wore the Cloths of Athena.

In this lost hour of the night only small, lost dog was sniffing at the boundary of the Athena's Land. Even the guardians, Athena's Saints, taking care of the Sanctuary right now were soundless on this time of a night. Most of their fellows were sleeping now, travelling in the world of sweet dreams, waiting for another day to appear in the front of them.

Even the most powerful Saints, Gold Knights of Athena, allowed the dream to come to them, resting after their tiring duties and missions they were doing with the name of Athena on their lips.

Milo of the Scorpio Constellation, one of the most powerful Saints on the Holy Land would be sleeping peacefully as well. He had really nice dream, full of the happiness, full of his friends and fulfillment of his life. But through the mist of the sweet images his mind was sending him, he felt that something wasn't right. This cool feeling at his side, being present since the evening just disappeared. It should be there, the cool feeling and the weight of another body. And alerted by this, he opened the bright eyes and still half asleep he looked around in search for his lover.

And Milo saw him. Camus just changed his back and in a dream moved a little at the side, sleeping peacefully, like nothing happened.

The Scorpio smiled warmly and moved as well, hugging delicately his beloved Camus and gently stroking the soft, silk hair of him. He loved to sleep with the Aquarius in his arms; without this cold body in the embrace he felt lonely, like Camus didn't exist at all. Like there was no Aquarius Saint loving him so much as Camus did. He couldn't even imagine the world without him, so how he just could sleep alone right now?

When he was thinking how many times he almost lost his beloved Camus the blood in his veins was turning into ice. The Aquarius died so many times and even after all these wars with Gods several times he, Milo was left behind. Oh, how many years passed already since this awful day, when Goddess Aphrodite wanted to own him? This event filled him with such a fear, that even thinking was painful. He almost gave up to the power of that woman; he almost left his Camus alone. After all these years it was still his worst nightmare. When he was looking at the small wounds of Scarlet Needle over Camus' body he felt pain in his chest. These small marks were the sign of his weakness he had inside the heart.

But right now everything was excellent; no one wanted any war with Athena since she started to live in Olympus with other Gods; they weren't forced to fight and die again and again. They could have even some little parts of a normal life the others humans could live out of the Sanctuary. They could live peacefully, without being killed, wounded, without long, painful fights. Years were passing slowly one after another, his Camus was still at his side, their love couldn't be destroyed by anything on this world.

Milo was happy now. His lover finally understand how important it was to have softer heart, warmer feelings. Everything he dreamed about was slowly coming true. Could something destroy it? Was there something able of breaking their deep bond?

With a warm smile he tightened his hug around Camus, closed his sleepy eyes and in a matter of seconds he sunk into the sweet dreams.

The End

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