Page 2 of Celestia, Year Four

My mind was beginning to drift, and I let go of any resistance to the claws of exhaustion that tugged at me. I wanted to continue watching those memories. Watching the addictive play out of the beautiful woman with rainbow wings, enchanting beauty, and mismatched eyes that could bring peace to one's heart with a simple glance.

I wanted my questions to be answered.I need to know for my own sake.

My number one question that always entered my mind when the woman and I stared at each other was this:

Did you have a happily ever after?

I knew she couldn't tell me because she was a memory. But it didn't stop me from wishing that she did have one.

That her smile never faded and the men that she loved always remained by her side, loving and showing her that light in the vast world that surrounded her. She deserved happiness.

That's what my instincts told me, and all I could do was pray the seven men that had made her world the happiest it could be, never left her side.

For that would surely bring darkness to her heart and with it… the end of this peaceful world.

BE SAFE, BLESSED LOVED AND THANKFUL

~ORION~

"CELESTIA!"

The sound of Arielle's high-pitched scream hit my ears, but I couldn't dare look away.

If I'd even moved my eyes slightly, I would have missed the one-second glance my brother gave me. That one second felt like ten,as his light lilac colored eyes that were almost white with power locked onto me and told me everything I needed to know in one glance.

I'll protect her.

The man who associated himself as Old Darkness lowered his scythe in the next second, unleashing the blast of magic he'd been building up for the finishing blow.

A wave of power burst around him, causing us to lift our arms defensively to block the wind that fluttered past us.

I opened my eyes in haste and my heart dropped when I saw the damage that attack had caused.

More importantly, Celestia and Odion were out of sight. Even with the slight reassurance that began to grow in my heart, I was still scared.

Losing Celestia, my Blessed Love, would destroy me, but I had to trust in my brother. I'd done a poor job of being the twin brother he needed, but I wouldn't do it again.

I won't let him down while he's doing his part.

"DAMMIT!"

I turned my attention to Old Darkness as he lowered his scythe to his side.

His jet-black hair blew from the chilled wind that passed us and I began to realize the weather was changing every second. Old Darkness turned around to face us, satisfaction glimmering in his pure black orbs.

The black cloak around him fluttered behind him, and his artificial left hand caught my attention once more.

The magic that resonated from his left leg made me realize it was magically created, only giving me more of an understanding of why he termed himself Old Darkness and the weird nonsense he'd been talking about.

He called me and the others Princes.

"LUCIAN!"

I looked back to see Charlotte trembling in pure rage. The magic that began to burst out of her in waves made my senses swim in discomfort, and I had to grit my teeth.

I itched to shift into my other form. To use my full strength to aid her in exacting the revenge she sought, but I held back as much as I could.

The nature around us must have felt the same urgency to aid the woman who commanded it; the sky darkened as the winds picked up.

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