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The Giver Ending- Rewrite
Disclaimer: The characters and the plot all belongs to the wonderful and haunting world that Lois Lowry created. I'm just manipulating them for a bit for my own evil intentions.
"Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music, too. But perhaps it was only an echo."
As the sled slowed to a gentle stop in the lull of snow and music, Jonas finally felt at peace. For a short while, he was content with just resting on a bed of snowflakes with Gabe on his chest. He relished the sensation of knowing he had finished what he set out to do, and admired the delicate beauty of the overhanging evergreen branches laced with snow against the dark silhouette of the night. The wind whispered and whipped through the quiet of the snowfall.
Suddenly, Jonas felt an incredible rush of true emotions, that were sincerely his own. They were not from the memories of forgotten time past, but of his existence, his experiences, and his spirit. Anger, grief, elation, fear, courage, and love, along with countless others he couldn't identify flooded his essence. Jonas cried out in pain while tears of mirth rolled down his cheeks. He couldn't bear the ceaseless onslaught, and yet, at the same time, he wanted to catch the passions so he could hold onto them forever and ever. Beside him, Gabe laughed and cried, feeling for all his modest heart could.
Jonas shut his eyes, wincing while smiling as the flow of emotions gradually slowed. He savored the extraordinary and terrible splendor of it all. He knew that when he opened his eyes, the differences between himself and the young boy who was chosen to be the Reciever all those ages ago would be staggering. The very thought of change sent a chill of fright mixed in with the thrill of anticipation up his spine. Life was truly a gift, and he wasn't going to waste any second of it here. He sighed, letting go of the younger brother of himself, and with Gabe's tiny hand in his own, Jonas opened his eyes to face Elsewhere.