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that night , two lovers lay under a godless sky , hands clasped together and refusing to part in afterlife - one killed by betrayal , the other by it's burden alone. but they know each other - they can recognise the other by their footsteps , by their scent - in blindness and even in death. so when thanatos kissed the stardust of their souls , and the world rejoiced the end of a cruel monster - aphrodite mourned the loss of two unbound lovers.
somewhere two universes away , a child was born - relieved from the burden of a prophecy he would never hear about.
THE END WAS NEITHER BEAUTIFUL , nor sad , nor taking one by surprising - but a fulfilling , well-expected one. It came as a soft wind over the sea of sighing , shifting waves - in the form of a bittersweet lullaby a mother whispers in her child's ear as she rocks it to sleep. And perhaps , one could have argued that Tom Riddle didn't deserve the way the world ended him , but the furies had known his end was near the day his fate collided with Rowan's.
