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onepassingnight2012-07-08 07:23 am
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Where is Endymion?
There's a smell of ash in the air, though there is no crackling of fires or snap of flames. Nothing seems damaged, there is only the reminder carried on the wind. A hush pervades everything, quietly forbidding, mysterious.
At the top of a long set of marble stairs, there is a castle with sculpted columns and domed roofs, a symbol of wealth and luxury - and permanence. It sits against the backdrop of a darkened night sky, where even the stars seem dim and sparse.
Amid all this, at the top of the steps, a girl wearing a sailor uniform trimmed with lace and satin and pearls sits and stares into space as though oblivious to the muted atmosphere or anyone approaching; her face is utterly still. A tiara crowns her blond hair, worn in the signature style of the Silver Millenium royal dynasty.
The princess plays a small lap harp, the only notable sound. Her tune is gentle, but lonely and yearning, a constant ache for a past long gone. A close look reveals that the harp bears the sigil of Mercury.
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At the top of a long set of marble stairs, there is a castle with sculpted columns and domed roofs, a symbol of wealth and luxury - and permanence. It sits against the backdrop of a darkened night sky, where even the stars seem dim and sparse.
Amid all this, at the top of the steps, a girl wearing a sailor uniform trimmed with lace and satin and pearls sits and stares into space as though oblivious to the muted atmosphere or anyone approaching; her face is utterly still. A tiara crowns her blond hair, worn in the signature style of the Silver Millenium royal dynasty.
The princess plays a small lap harp, the only notable sound. Her tune is gentle, but lonely and yearning, a constant ache for a past long gone. A close look reveals that the harp bears the sigil of Mercury.
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There was never anyone else. There was never anyone else to look at her and truly see her; just as now, she looks at no one else.
"He was the only one."
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"So what're you gonna do about it? Play your little harp some more?"
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But just as quickly, a feeling finally shows itself that might be regret. What happened before... was terrifying in its scope, a part of her still knows.
"In the past, when he was taken away, I destroyed that planet," she says; and her voice does not catch with emotion. The words are spoken as simply, as tonelessly, as the rest.
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She looks like a more or less ordinary human (or an ordinary princess, anyway) to Reno's untutored eyes, but ordinary girls don't destroy planets.
"What are you, some kind of monster?"
i'm a horrible person for laughing. XD poor reno. normal!fell agrees.
Serenity seems to consider it before answering. She is responsible for acts done in passion, done in panic, perhaps done - as Reno says - in madness. But she is not a monster. She is a girl born to a throne and a great power.
"I am an immortal of the Silver Millennium," her answer to Reno is measured and simple - and for once does not include that ubiquitous name.
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"So what? So since you're some immortal silver thing, you get to do what you want and wipe out everybody cause you can't get the dick of your dreams? Give me a break."
Yeah, Reno's bullshit detector is still going off.
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That was all. Just that moment. And now, whether she wills it or not, it has happened. Now, whether she wills it or not, her place will be taken by the girl she is certain will do the same thing, for the same reason.
Somehow, though this conversation couldn't be called friendly, it feels important to speak the truth. "When Endymion died," she says slowly, and there's a slight shiver at the very thought, "I could no longer stop my feelings, or that power."
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Reno is perhaps less forgiving than others would be, having lived through the cataclysmic results of someone who experienced a moment of despair losing their mind.
"Everybody dies. I don't care if you are immortal." Yes, this makes no sense, literally speaking, but if Reno were more eloquent, she might say that death, loss, are things everybody has to deal with.
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"Without Endymion," she says, "there was nothing else." If the myth had existed in Reno's world after all, she might recognize the same grasping feeling that led that Selene to send that Endymion to sleep, simply so as not to lose him, even if he was nothing but a beautiful shell - an immortal fretting for the fate of her mortal lover.
The words, no matter her feelings, cut out the vast numbers of people who lived on that planet, and even her own companions and guardians and those who should have been in her heart.