Neptune

Neptune is beautiful, dangerous and dark like the deepest blue core of a glacier. She is the warrior who stands watch at the edge of the solar system.

Pluto is her scout. He warns her of potential threats, but since he only checks in infrequently, Neptune herself has to constantly stay on guard. She doesn’t mind, in fact she loves the solitude, the cold and the serenity of being away from the other empyreans.

Well she does miss Uranus, her sister. They used to be so close. Every so often Neptune feels that she should reach out to Uranus. She strains and tries to change herself but it never does any good. She has been away too long.

The time after those attempts are always a little darker, a little sadder, but Neptune finds a way to remember who she is. She is the first line of defense. Usually she is also the last. For millennia she has trained and fought. She is an expert. She often wonders if the inner planets have grown soft. Mars probably hasn’t, but he is unique.

She doesn’t dwell much on the inner planets. The sun is to bright and when she turns back to the dark she often has to adjust. She usually sets her back firmly against the sun, to stay vigilant against anyone who would dare to threaten her system.

There is something mystical and beautiful about staring into the black.