greetings from the left coast

They're staring at me.

They always do that.

They plead.

"You're the one?..." they say. "We... we didn't know...! We take it all back!"

"You're not supposed to be here!"

"Please, no, not that, anything but that...!!"

I can't hear them.

Silence is overwhelming.

My fingers grip the staff.

That is when they understand.

It is over.
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The Glaive fell then
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Young Hotaru Tomoe.

Never destined to live.

She was destined to die six years ago. This is meant to be your Silver Millenium, as you thought.

My path does not lie here.

I will go to the invaders' universe.

Always remember.

I am the death and destruction necessary for rebirth.

Always, with death -- comes hope and rebirth.

Do not forget your hope. It lives, and so shall you.

My path... does not lie here.
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The Glaive fell then
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Silence conquers all. To live is to die. What is the meaning of these words?

Who have I come to be?

The Glaive fell (black and smoothed stone pole, white fingers intertwined). It destroyed our civilization.

The Glaive fell (sharpened curved bright edges against the dark of space). It destroyed myself and evil alone.

The Glaive falls now (it sweeps before me, swift clean death to all, no one to tell the difference when they live again).

Who am I?

I am the last, forbidden Sailor Senshi. She who must never be awakened. But I live, and when the Glaive falls, it brings hope.

These days... (thank you)

Sincerely,

Hotaru Tomoe.