It's all over now. . .
And it truly was the most amazing thing she had ever seen. . . the blood of her mother was still warm on her hands.
She looked to her left and saw the actual body. . . her stomach heaved, but she only purged. The scene was lewd and barren. All of the Palace that had once emulated splendor was in rubble and a shambles around her tattered chiffon & silk dress. It had a tear and grease on it. . . Lune would have killed her if. . .
To her right a slightly better scene lay. Endymion, stirring from unconciousness. This was beautiful, through whatever had happened. . . her true love had lived with her.
"Serenity, where are you?"
"Here my love. . . are you hurt?"
"Only slightly." This was said in his playful, mocking tone. He had a huge gash in his hip. . . which was profusely bleeding. So much for having lived through the experience.
She crawled over to where he lay and sighed. He looked so beautiful, just laying there, dying. He was breathing so heavily, she wo