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The Banquet Hall, her chosen stage,
To turn the final, fatal page.
With gentle hands and steady gaze,
She lit the torch through murky haze
Her comrades wept, the weight immense,
As she dissolved in radiance –
A crystal shard, a memory’s tear,
The price of hope, dispelling fear.
To the lovely wanderer reading this now~ ✨

So blooms the Sakura, fair and brief,
A testament beyond belief.
First Herrscher? Last? The titles fade,
Leaving the promise that she made:
To fight for beauty, fiercely, true,
For all the dreamers, old and new.
Though petals fall on silent stone,
Elysia’s love, the cornerstone,
Endures – the symphony she gave,
The echo past the lonely grave,
A pink-haired ghost in starlit skies,
Where hope, like moonlight, never dies.

Forever your Ellie,
Elysia ❋

P.S. Roisie - Check your left pocket. I slipped something there before the final battle. Stop crying already, silly~ ♡