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This place was full of light. Two long rows of light blue Treasure Trees on either side of the curious Hanazuki glimmered like diamonds, or perhaps like the meteors that commonly hit the moon. The lights shone from the spaces in the trees' branches, creating a dazzling path of many bright colors on the ground. Figuring she should follow it, the Moonflower walks down the rainbow trail, looking around in amazement at the impressive display. Wherever she stepped, the colors on the ground became even brighter. The simulated sky, all being only a figment of this fascinating dream, was lit up as if shimmering gemstones had taken the places of the stars, reflecting the glow from below. It was simply a mesmerizing sight to see.
At the end of the passageway, Light Blue Hemka was waiting on a cloud-like platform, smiling at Hanazuki as she approaches.
"Isn't it beautiful here, darling?" she asks the Moonflower, looking around at the illuminated world proudly, "I always thought you could never have too much sparkle."
Hanazuki giggles to herself.
"It's incredible. So you're my-"
"Glamour, the one and only, at your service!" With a quick flourish, the emotion pulls Hanazuki up onto the platform.
"But, of course, you can simply call me Light Blue, dear."
The Moonflower loved this one already, starting to forget about the worries she had of Despair attempting to pursue her. But they do linger...
The dreamscape changes abruptly; the glamour treasure trees and the flashing lights all sinking into a growing puddle of water and dissolving away into dust. The new lake takes the place of everything that was once there before.
"W-What happened?" Hanazuki looks around in shock, "Everything got flooded..."
Light Blue gives the Moonflower a sympathetic smile.
"And that's okay," she assures the girl, wrapping one fluffy ear around her wrist, "we have to give up the old to make way for the new.
"Besides," the emotion continues in a matter-of-factly tone, "Glamour isn't a mood just about allure and charm, dear. There's another thing that you need to feel. Pride. In yourself and in the things that you do, there is no glamour without feeling proud. High self esteem. That's what it really is."
"Pride...? But that still doesn't explain the whole pool of water," Hanazuki points out, and finds herself being pulled towards the lake by Light Blue, who was still holding her hand.
"That's true, darling, so allow me to explain." Light Blue peers into the lake, another Hemka staring back from the still, clear surface of the water, "do you see how, when you look at the water, you can see yourself?"
Hanazuki waves a hand at the water, her likeness waving back at the same time. She'd never really studied the newfound water on her moon all that much and had no idea that this phenomenon could happen.
"That's me?"
Light Blue chuckles.
"It's called a reflection. That is you." The emotion hops backwards with the Moonflower in tow, "and to make things much more simple..."
She releases Hanazuki's hand and reaches into the water. The lake rises up, and forms into a large, solid circular object that showed the pair's reflections much more clearly.
"A mirror," Light Blue clarifies as the Moonflower curiously studies her 'clone' on the glass, "do you know what these have to do with pride?"
"Well..." Hanazuki looks a bit confused, so her glamour continues.
"Mirrors show how we look on the outside, but there's so much more that comes from within. Believing that you're a failure causes you to lose that pride, and the despair that multiplies with that single word hurts you both inside and out." The emotion is giving Hanazuki a rather accusing look, causing the Moonflower to avoid eye contact in slight guilt, remembering that she told her Hemkas she was a failure in real life.
"It isn't your fault, though," the emotion persists, taking Hanazuki's hand again, squeezing gently, "I just want to help you find your glamour again. To remind you that you aren't a failure. Nobody is."
She nudges the Moonflower closer to the mirror.
"Can't you see how beautiful you are? Remember how Kiyoshi and Kiazuki specifically turned to you for help? How many times you rescued your friends? You have accomplished so much in such a short time, and you should be proud of that. You're fabulous, darling. You're a success, not a failure. Not even the Big Bad could sway you."
Hanazuki quietly reaches one hand to the smooth cool glass of the mirror, gazing at the copy image in front of her.
"I am..."
She watches the mirror reflect her now-teal highlights glowing, creating a shimmery effect, and the glowing Light Blue Hemka just beaming behind her.
"...proud of myself."
A smile crosses her face.
"I can do this."
"And I am proud of you, darling! Light blue really is your color, you know..." the Hemka cheers, leaning against Hanazuki, looking up at her with a sense of achievement in her eyes.
"You have to push through and keep going. You're not a failure."
A darker blue doorway appears as the mirror suddenly shatters, leaving no remains behind. All that was there now was a misty void, much like the others, and the gloomy looking dark blue door.
"Isn't sadness the same exact thing as despair?" Hanazuki inquires, confused.
Light Blue actually looks offended for a moment before answering.
"Oh, no, no, my dear. Sadness is quite different from despair. Both have similar aspects, yes, but they are more different than you believe."
"How so?" the Moonflower persists.
Light Blue shakes her head patiently, smiling. She hops over to the door, gently pushing it open.
What greets Hanazuki from there, is a very dark area, with more water rapidly falling from the sky in droplets, the sky quite dark, and ominous rumbling sounds with brief flashes of light.
But she didn't know what thunderstorms were. It was all new to her.
Light Blue gazes at the Moonflower with a reassuring look. Just like Fear, Sadness couldn't be all that scary, especially since each Emotion took the form of a Hemka.
"Why don't you ask Sadness himself?"
Glamour = Rarity, pretty much