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2 Author: Princess
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3 Author's Email: AuroraMorn@aol.com
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4 Title: Dreams that won't disappear when I open my eyes: Prelude
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5 Rating: Hentai
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7 ---------------------------------------------------------------------
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8 Moshimoshi, minna-san! It's me again, the Princess! I know, it's foolish of
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9 me to start three stories at once... but I can't help it! I mean, I can't
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10 just leave the darling Saturn and Chibimoon out of my plans... after all,
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11 SailorSaturn is my favorite! Now, quick notes before you read this. This
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12 story is a mix of the Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon manga, anime, and my own
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13 personal spice. It takes place shortly after the sailor senshi have defeated
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14 the Dead Moon Circus. The poem that ChibiUsa hears in her dream is Saturn's
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15 prologue for her Sailorstars poem, called "The Second Coming." Standard
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16 disclaimers apply. And, on to the story....
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17
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18 "Dreams that won't disappear when I open my eyes.."
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19 Prelude
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20
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21 ----------
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23 ChibiUsa stirred faintly in her sleep, giving out a
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24 small moan. After the defeat of the Dead Moon Circus, her nightmares had
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25 ended, and she had thought happily that they would stay at rest. But they
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26 had returned full force this night, as was shown by her bedsheets that had
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27 long since tangled around her sweat-damped body, twisted by her shifting
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28 movements.
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29
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30 In her dream, every mirror and reflective surface throughout Tokyo
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31 mirrored the silhouette of Nehelinia, and her evil laughter reverbrated
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32 throughout the city. A quick flash revealed another brief picture of an
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33 entranced Mamoru in the Dark Queen's arms, as Usagi watched, wounded and
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34 helpless. Tears stung at the corner of ChibiUsa's eyes as she whimpered
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35 within her deep sleep, despair welling in her heart.
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36
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37 But, suddenly, all pictures of evil and despair vanished into a dark
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38 violet vortex. It was as if the fabric of the dream itself had been sucked
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39 down a drain until nothing was left until darkness and silence. Unknowingly,
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40 ChibiUsa's breath and pulse stopped completely, until a lilting voice slowly
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41 spoke them back to life. The voice was cold, like someone who had been long
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42 hurt, and yet beautiful, and it filled the silence with a music of it's
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43 own.
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44
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45 Surely some revelation is at hand;
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46 Surely the Second Coming is at hand."
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47
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48 The sleeping pink-haired girl's lips moved in an
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49 unspoken name, but the beautifully spoken poem continued heedless in her
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50 mind's ear.
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51
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52 </P><P ALIGN=CENTER>"The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
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53 When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
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54 Troubles my sight: .."
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56 Within the violet vortex a dark figure became
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57 apparent. But, unlike that of Nehelinia, this one betrayed not an evil aura,
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58 but one of intense, fear-inducing power, as well as wisdom and age. The
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59 slight figure's sensuous curves could be seen, held in a brief skirted fuku,
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60 slender legs ending in knee-length boots. The dark figure raised a delicate
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61 hand, and a wickedly curved polearm appeared in it.
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62
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63 "Somewhere in sands of the desert
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64 A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
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65 A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
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66 Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
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67 Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds."
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69 Suddenly, like a camera on zoom, ChibiUsa could see
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70 the figure's face. The countenance was pale and delicately boned, framed by
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71 raven hair, dark lashes resting on flawless cheeks. A shiver rushed
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72 ChibiUsa's body as those lashes lifted, revealing depthless violet orbs that
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73 were soul-touching even in her dreams.
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74
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75 "The darkness drops again; but now I know
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76 That twenty centuries of stony sleep
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77 Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle... "
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79 With a gasp, ChibiUsa was suddenly hurled from the
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80 dream world into the waking one, and found herself sitting up in bed,
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81 panting, drenched with sweat, her crimson eyes wide. In the yellowish glow
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82 of the streetlights that filtered through her window, she stared down at her
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83 trembling hands, looking surprised as tears fell on them, her lips slowly
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84 moving. "The darkness drops again..." she repeated the line, mesmerized at
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85 the thought of it.
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86
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87 "Twenty centuries," she continued, her gaze slowly shifting to look
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88 at a picture on her night table. "Of stony sleep..." The picture was of a
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89 frail ebony-haired girl, eyes closed as she held a bouquet of beautiful pink
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90 flowers to her nose. "Vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle..."
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91
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92 Drawing her legs beneath her, she moved slowly toward the table,
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93 extending a hand to brush two fingers tenderly over the photograph. "Oh,
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94 Hotaru-chan," she whispered into the still night. "You're coming back to
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95 me..."
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97 ----------
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98
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99 There you go. I think this is going to be a good
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100 story... Hotaru and ChibiUsa are my passions in Sailormoon, I'm going to
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101 thoroughly enjoy writing this story about them. Please send all comments and
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102 criticism you have to me, I'd love to hear it! Until next time, keep your
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103 eyes on the moon!
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104
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105 ~Princess~
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