Those tracks are great! Certainly an eclectic mix.
And, because there wasn't much of a way to do it as the story stands otherwise...
> Epilogue.
> They descended from Heaven like a funerary procession. Yet, instead of mourning, they each carried a light inside them, born from the words and actions of one girl, and tempered in the fire of battle and the warmth of camaraderie.
> To those on the ground, it is as if a slow landslide comes down the Youkai Mountain: fairies, oni, humans, gods, once rivals born from needless conflict, now bound together in a single goal not of their choosing - all walk side-by-side down the precarious paths.
> Between them they carry a still shape, her eyes closed, her face tranquil.
> "It is as if she is dead," says Kaguya, worry cresting her features despite her efforts to appear calm.
> "She'll come back to us," says Meiling, patting the princess on the shoulder. "Do you not trust your physician's assurances?"
> "I did set her on fire once, and that was all right..." says Kaguya, more to herself than anyone else.
> "I'm not quite clear on what she's doing" says Remilia, "it is a bit beyond me."
> "Yer a truly smart-like bint, en't ye?" taunts Mokou. "Kid's a-cookin' a right breakfast between yon ears, so all's ye need to is leave off 'n drop yer tea."
> Remilia gives Mokou a level stare.
> "I did not understand a single low-bred word of what you just said," she says, narrowing her eyes. "Sakuya?"
> Remilia's maidservant, up until now silent throughout the journey, clears her throat and speaks.
> "Ye's grey-wise, berk? Hardback's thicker'n it sees. Yer drape-like?"
> Mokou, recovering quickly, grins and winks at Sakyua.
> "Yes, my Lady," says Sakuya, deadpan, to a wide-eyed Remilia. "Mistress Fujuwara assures us that Mistress Hieda will come to no harm."
> "Now's what?" says Cirno, idly twirling an icicle between her fingers.
> "A remarkable astute two words," replies Byakuren. "We cannot continue as we were before. Not after everything that has happened."
> "Oh, I'm sure things will change. It'll be fun!" says Yuyuko cheerfully. She looks down, talking to herself. "Yes. Change will come, whether we like it or not."
> "Hakurei," says Marisa, coldly.
> "Kirisame," responds Reimu, not missing a beat.
> The two burst out laughing, but quickly quieten down to avoid drawing attention.
> "She's did amazing things, that kid," says Marisa.
> "No doubt about that," says Reimu. "I did not dare dream she could achieve so much in so little time."
> "'N she's made a lot of friends, too, eh?" Marisa playfully nudges Reimu.
> Reimu hmphs.
> "Don't expect me to develop a sudden affection towards Youkai," she says, eyeing large parts of the procession with disgust.
> "Hah, whoa," says Marisa, smiling. "Worth a try, eh?"
> "I appear to be in possession of a few thousand years' worth of false history," says Keine, her tone cordial.
> "Indeed?" says the girl in gold.
> "Don't play games, celestial," replies Keine, snapping. "You tend to cause ruin when you do."
> "Very well, celestial," says the girl in gold, ignoring Keine's questioning expression at the emphasis. "I will tell you what I know, which, I fear to say, is woefully incomplete, unlike the account the Hieda Daughter could provide you. It is a story that starts with a war to end all wars..."
