EPILOGUE
When each of them woke, it was with a clarity they hadn’t felt in years--if ever. They helped one another to their feet and stood before the false queen’s throne. Beryl glowered as Keanu held his hand out before him. There came a familiar burn beneath his skin, like an itch, yet this time it was somehow soothing. A light welled forth in his hand. It burst from him, and the throne crumbled to dust. The girl fell upon her bum and sat there, holding her orb to her chest as she sobbed.
Ignoring her, Keanu looked down at himself, then to his three companions. Their uniforms had returned: the white suits, the golden piping, the russet cloaks. He was relieved to find his sword and scabbard at his hip, as though they had never gone. Though they did not quite look as they had, there were some things they knew they could not afford to forget.
All around them, packed into every inch of the cavern, stood yurei. Men, women, children...they looked with expectant eyes to the generals of their kingdom--to the four kings whom held the power to right the wrongs done to them.
Jadeite said, “There’s a monster on the moon.”
“No,” said Kunzite, and the spirits bowed before them. “There’s a monster on the Earth.”
