Fighting Sailor Galaxia, princess Serenity transforms into a naked angel. Her purity is shown as it shines over the evil Galaxia, trying to find her good, loving side.

The light of her crystal, the truthful Light of Hope iluminated the dark future and transformed defeat into victory. In the most delicate state of humanity, nakedness, she defeated the strong power of Chaos.

Sonnet XXVII Naked you are as simple as one of your hands smooth, terrestrial, minimal, rounded, transparent, you have lines of moon, walkways of apple, naked you are as thin as the naked wheat. Naked you are as blue as the night in Cuba, you have climbing vines and stars in the hair, naked you are enormous and yellow as the summer in a golden church. Naked you are as small as one of your nails, curved, sutil, pink up to where day is borned, and you enter the world's subterranean as in a large tunnel of suits and works: your clarity is dawned, is dressed, is and again in turns to be a naked hand. Pablo Neruda *

* This poem was translated by me, so I apologize if it does not sounds as rythmical as it should.

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