A Ranma ½ / Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
/ Ah! My Goddess crossover story
by L. S. McGill
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Book One: The Mandarin
Chapter 1: The Fall
Chapter Two: Unexpected Meetings
Chapter Three: Revelations
Chapter Four: Catalyst
Chapter Five: Beginnings End
Chapter Six: Reflections and
Cherry Blossoms
Chapter Seven: Twists, Turns, and Other
Convolutions
Chapter Eight: Black Rose and
Thorns
Chapter Nine: Hearts on the
Line
Chapter Ten: Ceremonies
Book
Two: The Dragon's Child
Prologue: The Dance of Shadows
Chapter One: A Fall of Cherry
Blossoms
Chapter Two: Shadows of the
Past
Chapter Three: Reversals
Chapter Four: The Storm
Chapter Five: Mousetrap
Chapter Six: Hentai and Headaches
Chapter Seven: Unintended Consequences
Chapter
Seven and One Half: The Seduction of Kasumi -Lemon Warning-
Chapter Eight: Conflicts of
Interest
Book Three: The Black Dragon
Chapter One: Laughter and Tears
Chapter Two: Hitting the Fan
Chapter Three: Cat Fights
Chapter Four: Interludes on a Lazy
Afternoon
Chapter Five: A Night of Fire and Storm
Tears of the Dragon
For too long now, there were secrets in my mind.
For too long now, there were things I should have said.
In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door.
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour.
Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day.
The misty ghosts of childhood fears…
The pressure is building, and I can't stay away.
I throw myself, into the sea.
Release the wave, let it wash over me.
To face the fear, I once believed.
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me.
Where I was, I had wings that couldn't fly.
Where I was, I had tears I couldn't cry.
My emotions, frozen in an icy lake.
I couldn't feel them, until the ice began to break.
I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid.
The walls I built are crumbling.
The water is moving.
I'm slipping away.
I throw myself, into the sea.
Release the wave, let it wash over me.
To face the fear I once believed.
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me.
Slowly I awake.
Slowly I rise.
The walls I built are crumbling,
The water is moving,
I'm slipping away.
I throw myself, into the sea.
Release the wave, let it wash over me.
To face the fear, I once believed.
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me.
—BRUCE DICKINSON, 1994
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