Epilogue

A Long Way From Home

"I'm sorry I made you go in there," Prisma apologized later that day. "Blame me if you want."

Sapphire sighed and leaned on the citadel railing next to her. "It's okay, Prisma... I... I shouldn't have tried to attack Wiseman."

The two were silent for a moment. Then Prisma turned to him. "Do you really believe what he said... about your mother?..."

"I don't know," the dark haired boy shook his head. "All I know is that I don't trust Wiseman as much as Diamond does,"

The green haired girl tilted her head. "Well, you've got to trust somebody."

"I do. I trust Diamond... and you."

"Thanks," Prisma smiled warmly. She was very fond of this boy, and she trusted him too... not that she wanted to play favorites or anything.

Sapphire smiled back. "You're welcome."

They continued to gaze at the stars from the balcony... Each of them wondering if there would ever come a time when they would see the sunlight...

Sapphire studied the sky, searching for the star that Diamond had pointed out to him... the one that was Earth... but he couldn't remember which one it was, or where it was...

Sleep, little pigeon...

Little blue pigeon...

He was slowly forgetting the words to that melody, and the scent of flowers was beginning to fade in his memory...

"Prisma... What can you remember about Earth?..."

The girl brushed a stray strand of hair from her eyes thoughtfully. "Well. I think I can remember storms... Lightning... Thunder... I remember, I used to sometimes sneak outside to watch them, but Mama or Papa would always catch me and take me back inside."

Sapphire chuckled. How exactly like Prisma!.

"Say, what do you remember about Earth," she asked.

The boy was silent for a moment... "Well," he finally said. "I remember, there were flowers... grass... They smelled so sweet... Funny, I always think of them when I try to remember my mother..."

Prisma swallowed... She knew that she had somehow said the wrong thing... "Oh... I'm sorry..."

Sapphire just shrugged it off, and continued to gaze up at the stars, searching for the one that might be Earth... Could his mother still be there?... Had she really just abandoned them like Wiseman said?...

The boy blinked back his tears... He did not want to forget about his mother, just as he did not want to forget about Earth, or the beautiful song, or the sweet scent of flowers and grass and fresh air...

"Prisma," he whispered. "I want to go home."

She nodded understandingly, her eyes softening. "I know... We all do..."

Life goes on as it never ends

Eyes of stone observe the trends

They never say, forever gaze upon me

Guilty roads to and endless love

There's no control, are you with me now?

Your every wish will be done

They tell me...

Show me the meaning of being lonely

Is this the feeling I need to walk with?

Tell me why I can't be there where you are

There's something missing in my heart...

"Show Me The meaning Of Being Lonely", performed by The Backstreet Boys

The End

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