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~~~Epilogue~~~

Roden and I were married in the summer. There were flowers and friends everywhere you looked, and everyone was happy. As we danced through a field of fireflies later that night, we talked of the future waiting ahead of us, and how we would have two children, a boy, and a girl. We would call the boy Darius, after my brother, and the girl Havanila, after Roden's mother and niece. We would live a royal yet modest life, raising our children to be kind-hearted and free. There would be stories told around the fire in the Great Hall every night, stories of our many adventures, adventures we intended to go on someday, and adventures that we made up in our minds. Neither of us would ever have to spend another night alone, worrying if we would ever be found, worrying if we were doing enough. Our stories would merge into one, creating a euphoric, blissfully gorgeous melody that was all our own.

And as we spun through the stars, we began our little piece of forever.


~~~The End~~~

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