Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on
Gregor stared at the picture. How long had it been? Years, at least. And still no word. And yet, every time he closed his eyes, she was there, dancing, laughing. She was still alive, Gregor knew that. But he needed to see her.


Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on
Gregor wondered if Hamnet had had to go through this same ordeal. Of course he hadn't. He wasn't the Warrior. No one depended on him to save their race. He simply just up and vanished into the jungle without a trace. It had been simple for him.


Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
How could he ever learn to deal with it? Luxa was his only true love, and he had no idea how to accept the fact that they'd never see each other again.


Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till were gone
Before he left, he had told her that he'd never forget her, no matter what. As it turned out, that was true. And now it was torturing him.


Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life well always go on
As the tears streamed down his face and onto his seat, thoughts ran through Gregor's head. The rats. King Gorger. Henry. The Bane. Twirltongue. The plague. Seeing Ares, limp and dead as the Bane tore his body to pieces. He saw Ripred, fighting for his sisters. And Luxa. The tears continued to fall.

The van pulled away as Gregor left New York for a new life, a new land. Virginia. And he would never forget. "I love you Luxa," Gregor whispered.


Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And youre here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Youre here, theres nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
Well stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

EPILOGUE

The picture fluttered in the wind, then was led in through an open window. It landed on the soft carpet, unnoticed. Its rest was disturbed by a person walking by, and the picture followed the breeze. It flew into a grate and was retrieved by a young girl. She looked at it, smiled, as the tears began to flow.