The Crow is copyrighted to James O'Barr and Kitchen Sink.  
Sailor Moon is copyrighted to Naoko Takeuchi and 
others.  This story is a new telling of the downfall 
of the Moon Kingdom, using the myth of The Crow.  Thank
you for reading!
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"People once believed that when a person died,
A crow carried their soul to the land of the dead.
But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible
sadness is carried with it; and the soul can't rest.
Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that 
soul back to make the wrong things right."
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THE CROW: SERENITY  ACT FOUR
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Endymion stands in the middle of the former ballroom,
a torch flaming in his hand, ready for the pile before
him.  He now wears his royal armor once again, so Beryl
will remember.  She will remember how he looked as she
stabbed her sword into his heart.  She will remember how
Serenity killed herself with that same sword.  She will
know the fear and the pain that he felt that day, that he
still feels.  Beryl will know death.
He brings the torch towards the pile in front of him.
All the things he could find of hers are here, save for
her ring which he wears.  Her books and her perfumes, her
white silk gloves and the shawl she wore when she visited
him on Earth.  All these things sing to him of the
memories of her.  They tell him of her, how she would
sit on her bed and read about the Earth she longed for, or
how should would think of him as she perfumed her body.
These memories are so sweet and so cruel...never again will 
he feel these taunts of the past.  He brings the fire
down and sets the pile on fire.
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"Hold me," she says and he wraps his arms tighter around
her.  "I become so scared sometimes," she tells him.
"I love you so much and I'm afraid one day I'll lose 
you."
"Serenity, I'll never leave you.  We will always be
together.  Forever and ever."
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The flames crawl across the floor, consuming tattered
tapestries and rugs in its wake, slowly destroying the
last of the castle.
The crow flies out towards the old garden, where no more
flowers grow.  He walks towards the stone angel, a sculpture
that marks where she rests.  This companion is too cold for
someone who was so warm and vibrant, the ground too hard for 
her soft flesh.  The tears fall one last time as he wraps his
arms around the angel.  He whispers a promise to her one last
time.  He will return.
The crow starts off towards Beryl's domain.  He follows.
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Beryl listens to Nephrite whimper out his story as his
blood pools around him.
"It's Endymion...he's coming for us..."  His body
trembles with each word.  Beryl stands and bangs her staff
on the ground.
"Let this ghost come," she says in a low voice.  "We will be
ready for him."
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