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Title: Forgiveness
Author: Ree
Theme: Sailor Mars/Rei Hino -William Blake Quote
Genre: general/drama?
Version: Manga - end of R
Rating: G
These characters of course do not belong to me. I wish that they could, but, alas, I did not invent them. Takeuchi Naoko was the one gifted with their creation, and they are still hers.
Forgiveness
Whoever said "It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend." was wrong. Or maybe it was because another friend showed so much faith in them, still. Mars dropped to one knee, looking at the tall pink haired lady that was staring at Sailor Pluto. She would never call her Wicked Lady again.
Mars heard Small Lady's, that is what Pluto called her, voice rang out through the still air. "Pluto!"
A key rolled off of Sailor Pluto's finger tips and onto the ground. Small Lady's eyes were fixated on the key. Mars watched as memories flashed across the face that looked so much like Usagi's. The black crystal earring splintered, and a tear trailed its way down a cheek that had grown too old too soon. Yes, a friend can be forgiven, but the enemy that hurt her friend could never be.
Author: Ree
Theme: Sailor Mars/Rei Hino -William Blake Quote
Genre: general/drama?
Version: Manga - end of R
Rating: G
These characters of course do not belong to me. I wish that they could, but, alas, I did not invent them. Takeuchi Naoko was the one gifted with their creation, and they are still hers.
Forgiveness
Whoever said "It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend." was wrong. Or maybe it was because another friend showed so much faith in them, still. Mars dropped to one knee, looking at the tall pink haired lady that was staring at Sailor Pluto. She would never call her Wicked Lady again.
Mars heard Small Lady's, that is what Pluto called her, voice rang out through the still air. "Pluto!"
A key rolled off of Sailor Pluto's finger tips and onto the ground. Small Lady's eyes were fixated on the key. Mars watched as memories flashed across the face that looked so much like Usagi's. The black crystal earring splintered, and a tear trailed its way down a cheek that had grown too old too soon. Yes, a friend can be forgiven, but the enemy that hurt her friend could never be.