[004 ☿] The far-off past

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Ami is easily recognizable, but changed. She wears an elegant but modest royal gown with the skirts spread demurely over her lap, and the sigil of planet Mercury shows plainly on her forehead in pale blue. Princess Mercury, Ami, sits by a fountain in the inner courtyard of a vast marble palace, all enclosed by a dome. Light music surrounds her as she idly plucks a gentle tune on a rich harp, smiling and contented. Water lilies rest on the surface of the shallow pool.

The ground her skirts brush is of a different texture. This is the Moon and not Earth; Earth hangs large and beckoning in the sky like a ball of blue crystal. The air, artificial, seems still and quiet. Yet for all that, it is still a beautiful place of graceful lines and symmetry. Despite the ancient-seeming architecture, high technology is evident from the door mechanisms to the strategically placed viewscreens that show glimpses of Earth and its flowered fields blown by true winds, to the dome itself.

Welcome to the Silver Millenium paradise of the Moon Kingdom.

(ooc: bad ending will be the war and end of this world/the past life; feel free to let me know if you want to go there or not.)

Comments

[whitleas.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. But the rest...well, they don't really think so.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

The stories make that happen, a little bit.

[whitleas.livejournal.com]

Guess so.

[She seems unusually silent, staring up at the blue planet that, from here, seems rather small.]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Small, but beautiful. They have oceans and rivers! And the green growth Kunzite has taught her to love just as the princess loves that planet's winds.]

You seem to have very much on your mind. Would you like to share it?

[whitleas.livejournal.com]

If you want.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

I already offered.