After Hotaru left for university, there didn't seem to be much point in living together any more. They kept the house, of course, but Haruka and Michiru went back to touring. Setsuna stuck it out for a few more months and then she took went travelling, but she went back to Peru. She decided to make a pilgrimage to Machu Picchu. It was a place where the fabric of the world was thin and she could step into another time if she wanted, if time travel hadn't been forbidden, which it was.
She'd almost forgotten what it was like to climb the mountain, to think and speak in castellano, to be nipo-peruano as opposed to a nisei, to have the slick of sweat on your skin and not really care. Poke your elbows out, it doesn't matter. Laugh out loud, don't bother to hide your mouth. Look people in the eye, it's what they want. Don't slurp when you eat your food. All the things she'd had to negotiate daily as a child. Her Peruvian self, so long put aside, reasserted its reality, breathed in the warm air and took in the large skies. Walking the Mollepata, in the cloud forest, she actually felt out of time, a sensation she had not encountered since awakening as Sailor Pluto. Time did not matter in this place of mist and moss. She could let go of the threads for these precious moments and be Meioh Setsuna.
When she finally reached the Sun Gate at Machu Picchu, she felt cleansed and ready to return to the world and her duty. To her Japanese self, her Japanese family and her Japanese daughter. Her Peruvian side was appeased... but she knew she would make the pilgrimage again. It was important to wander every now and then.
Cut text: "The race is long, but in the end, it's only with yourself."
Castellano: What we call 'Spanish', but there are MANY forms of Spanish.
Nipo-peruano: Japanese Peruvian, also Japonés Peruano
nisei: Second generation Japanese Peruvians (there are different words for the third and fourth generations)