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     1.5 +Author: Princess
     1.6 +Author's Email: AuroraMorn@aol.com
     1.7 +Title: Dreams that won't disappear when I open my eyes: Prelude
     1.8 +Rating: Hentai
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    1.11 +Moshimoshi, minna-san! It's me again, the Princess! I know, it's foolish of
    1.12 +me to start three stories at once... but I can't help it! I mean, I can't
    1.13 +just leave the darling Saturn and Chibimoon out of my plans... after all,
    1.14 +SailorSaturn is my favorite! Now, quick notes before you read this. This
    1.15 +story is a mix of the Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon manga, anime, and my own
    1.16 +personal spice. It takes place shortly after the sailor senshi have defeated
    1.17 +the Dead Moon Circus. The poem that ChibiUsa hears in her dream is Saturn's
    1.18 +prologue for her Sailorstars poem, called "The Second Coming." Standard
    1.19 +disclaimers apply. And, on to the story....
    1.20 +
    1.21 +"Dreams that won't disappear when I open my eyes.."
    1.22 +Prelude
    1.23 +
    1.24 +----------
    1.25 +
    1.26 +      ChibiUsa stirred faintly in her sleep, giving out a
    1.27 +small moan. After the defeat of the Dead Moon Circus, her nightmares had
    1.28 +ended, and she had thought happily that they would stay at rest. But they
    1.29 +had returned full force this night, as was shown by her bedsheets that had
    1.30 +long since tangled around her sweat-damped body, twisted by her shifting
    1.31 +movements.
    1.32 +
    1.33 +        In her dream, every mirror and reflective surface throughout Tokyo
    1.34 +mirrored the silhouette of Nehelinia, and her evil laughter reverbrated
    1.35 +throughout the city. A quick flash revealed another brief picture of an
    1.36 +entranced Mamoru in the Dark Queen's arms, as Usagi watched, wounded and
    1.37 +helpless. Tears stung at the corner of ChibiUsa's eyes as she whimpered
    1.38 +within her deep sleep, despair welling in her heart.
    1.39 +
    1.40 +        But, suddenly, all pictures of evil and despair vanished into a dark
    1.41 +violet vortex. It was as if the fabric of the dream itself had been sucked
    1.42 +down a drain until nothing was left until darkness and silence. Unknowingly,
    1.43 +ChibiUsa's breath and pulse stopped completely, until a lilting voice slowly
    1.44 +spoke them back to life. The voice was cold, like someone who had been long
    1.45 +hurt, and yet beautiful, and it filled the silence with a music of it's
    1.46 +own.
    1.47 +
    1.48 +Surely some revelation is at hand;
    1.49 +Surely the Second Coming is at hand."
    1.50 +
    1.51 +      The sleeping pink-haired girl's lips moved in an
    1.52 +unspoken name, but the beautifully spoken poem continued heedless in her
    1.53 +mind's ear.
    1.54 +
    1.55 +</P><P ALIGN=CENTER>"The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
    1.56 +When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
    1.57 +Troubles my sight: .."
    1.58 +
    1.59 +      Within the violet vortex a dark figure became
    1.60 +apparent. But, unlike that of Nehelinia, this one betrayed not an evil aura,
    1.61 +but one of intense, fear-inducing power, as well as wisdom and age. The
    1.62 +slight figure's sensuous curves could be seen, held in a brief skirted fuku,
    1.63 +slender legs ending in knee-length boots. The dark figure raised a delicate
    1.64 +hand, and a wickedly curved polearm appeared in it. 
    1.65 +
    1.66 + "Somewhere in sands of the desert
    1.67 +A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
    1.68 +A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
    1.69 +Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
    1.70 +Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds."
    1.71 +
    1.72 +      Suddenly, like a camera on zoom, ChibiUsa could see
    1.73 +the figure's face. The countenance was pale and delicately boned, framed by
    1.74 +raven hair, dark lashes resting on flawless cheeks. A shiver rushed
    1.75 +ChibiUsa's body as those lashes lifted, revealing depthless violet orbs that
    1.76 +were soul-touching even in her dreams.
    1.77 +
    1.78 +"The darkness drops again; but now I know
    1.79 +That twenty centuries of stony sleep
    1.80 +Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle... "
    1.81 +
    1.82 +      With a gasp, ChibiUsa was suddenly hurled from the
    1.83 +dream world into the waking one, and found herself sitting up in bed,
    1.84 +panting, drenched with sweat, her crimson eyes wide. In the yellowish glow
    1.85 +of the streetlights that filtered through her window, she stared down at her
    1.86 +trembling hands, looking surprised as tears fell on them, her lips slowly
    1.87 +moving. "The darkness drops again..." she repeated the line, mesmerized at
    1.88 +the thought of it.
    1.89 +
    1.90 +        "Twenty centuries," she continued, her gaze slowly shifting to look
    1.91 +at a picture on her night table. "Of stony sleep..." The picture was of a
    1.92 +frail ebony-haired girl, eyes closed as she held a bouquet of beautiful pink
    1.93 +flowers to her nose. "Vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle..."
    1.94 +
    1.95 +        Drawing her legs beneath her, she moved slowly toward the table,
    1.96 +extending a hand to brush two fingers tenderly over the photograph. "Oh,
    1.97 +Hotaru-chan," she whispered into the still night. "You're coming back to
    1.98 +me..."
    1.99 +
   1.100 +----------
   1.101 +
   1.102 +      There you go. I think this is going to be a good
   1.103 +story... Hotaru and ChibiUsa are my passions in Sailormoon, I'm going to
   1.104 +thoroughly enjoy writing this story about them. Please send all comments and
   1.105 +criticism you have to me, I'd love to hear it! Until next time, keep your
   1.106 +eyes on the moon!
   1.107 +
   1.108 +~Princess~