The words from the Yuy family reminded Donna that although her family is gone there are people that will support her. “Thank you.” She replied in joy. As they listened to the speeches she remembered what was kept for them. The only surviving Lindemann got out a bottle of red wine with two glasses. “Mercurio, this is meant for us.” She said to him while unscrewing the cork and pouring it. “For peace.”
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McNeil looked over the Scottish sunset, attempting to paint the dusk seen from a Scottish port. He held his brush, to get the grasp of proportions before returning to brush golden hues into the canvas. Although I agree that war is a certainly unpleasant feeling, it ironically pushes us to improve. Mobile Suits are no exceptions with how the Golem was made around the last weeks of the war. Technology is first exploited by the military before it can go to civilians. Sergeant Schebecker turned out to have been meeting her husband at L1 to survive the Sol Invictus and promised to take proper care of the Golem. I'm just happy that the war ended and my next works from now on are made of acrylics paints instead of Gundanium alloy.
Tano, in monk garments and a shaved head joined the chanting of sutras. I struggled to know what justice was all this time, ever since I was exposed to it at a young age. Is the one that topples corruption? Is it the one that determines the law? I found the answer last year. Justice has to be the one where a child can sleep undisturbed.
Quatre brought Katherine along to watch a circus performance. It was something he didn't watch for a decade or two. The clown of the troupe is someone he vividly remembers as an ally of old. We failed at maintaining the peace but the younger pilots have brought it back. Peace is fragile as glass but it can be rebuilt and refined to replace it if broken.
Milou placed a bouquet of flowers at Naina’s grave. The terraformation of Mars will continue but with great delay. I didn’t expect taking Naina’s job to be as easy since she was the most capable out of both of us. Mum and dad knew that she died for the cause but deep down they regretted how the war was brought on us siblings. My dad took a special interest at the Aquarius, calling it his old friend Treize Khushrenada, the man that the AI system was apparently based on. Donna, I hope I can return to Earth.
Donna watched over the balcony of her residence. After the war she quit being a Gundam pilot to work with the assets left behind by her father. There was knock on the door with a young man entering. "Lady Lindemann, the prototype Trabant shuttle will be ready for testing next morning." He informed. "If the Trabant technology from the Gundam Sandesgeist works we will be able to change the norm of travel between Earth and Mars from weeks to less than a week!"
Donna gave a nod. "Thank you Sugita." She thanked her assistant. "You can go home now." She saw the man give a bow before leaving. With nobody else in her residence she had a solitary shower. I was a stranger to a fantasy called peace. I lived in a collapsing world. I was only there for a year. I returned to it last year. She donned red bath robes after she was done and made her way to the basement. There was the hopefully final resting place of her Sandesgeist. I lived in a twisted world for the next years. My father was fuelled with vengeance while being a log for Kecker’s furnace, neglecting me. I thought my would be like that until I marry someone richer. She walked back to her room after she finished, now decorated with new photographs in frames. There was the old wedding photograph of her parents, then the one taken at the Executor Rising where she had both Mercurio and Milou at her sides and another one between her and the former, taken after the Yuy family finished their photo. She was hesistant at first but his sisters were too strong to argue against. She had a look at them. I began to wake up thanks to Instructor W, or Quatre as he insists now. I also met Captain Dana, Naina, Milou and Mercurio on the way. They showed me that they also wanted peace. The Gundam became my blade to fight. She had a look at her OZ commander’s uniform now kept in a glass case. I found out my father took mother’s death as hard. He was desperate to cling onto the ideals he used to follow. I was able to bond with him and entrusted his hopes on us as he died peacefully. Donna looked at the stars from the balcony. It looked clear as the peace she envisioned. After the war I was going to disband OZ for good but Captain Dana talked me out of it. I instead passed on leadership to her. Mercurio is also part of them but he fights for the peace that truly represents freedom, not a one manipulated from the dark.
Also thank you for watching over me everyone...