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[06 Jun 2010|05:29pm] |
"Mi'lord?"
Helios was pulled from his silent prayers as a gentle hand grazed his shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes and breathed in the fresh Elysion air, reminding himself that the sailor senshi were all very capable warriors. "Yes?"
The maenad's lips curved into a hesitant smile, trying to mask her obvious worry for the priest. "There is fresh pomegranate juice in the cookery if you desire refreshment."
"Thank you," Helios responded graciously. "I think I will stay at the tower for now." He folded his hands and closed his eyes, returning to his vigil.
"I'll bring it here, then," the maenad concluded, dismissing herself from the tower.
Once more alone, Helios found himself face to face with the visions that haunted him, the doom that almost certainly awaited his Lord and also the young Serenity, his Serenity.
Mangled bodies, shards of mirrors, cries of desperate eulogy...
"Gaia save us..."
He laid himself prostrate upon the cold marble dais, praying with desperation that Elysion's power could nurture the senshi- even as far off as Kinmoku.
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