When I Don't - Dawn of the Star Phoenixes

"We are here;
We are together:
In this now,
We are forever."
It has been 14 revolutions of Luna Clé Diamants, the Moon of Diamonds, since the War of Faeatalon on Splendeur Clé Blanche, a planet whose name alludes to its coveted meadows and the one precious flower they team with most: Moonstone Gardenias. It was a war of anguish, a war whose memory should be flung across the galaxies into dark matter and lost forever, a war that tore a name for itself into bodies as scars and graves. Now, many creatures' spawn still find breath and home on Splendeur Clé Blanche, eking out acclaimed reputations for themselves amidst its dreamy landscapes, but not together. For, since the War of Faeatalon, the devastating civil war they started, the fae and the elves among them refuse to see eye to eye, perpetually churning the other races into a pandemonium of side choosing and bloodletting. Their teardrop celestial birthplace, naturally half illuminated, half shrouded, seems doomed to entirely collapse into devilry and death, unless...
From among the most shunned of the mystical races, the mixed breed of fae elves, comes an answer - loud, clear, and fiery, borne from east to west on majestically feathered wings. The blood of the celestial fae, long thought extinct, has resurged in the lithe bodies and bewildering skills of two unassuming princes, fae elves, like father, like son, and their work is cut out for them: immense and looming. They must discover themselves, unearth their hidden powers, awaken the royalty within, and learn the secret of the Moonstone Gardenias before it is too late, for time, like waterfalls, is flowing away from them.
Let the star phoenixes arise!