Epilogue
By Amythest Stone
AN- My twisted mind came up with a new ending. I did it for a reason. You better read this or the Send the Solution will make no sense when I repost it! ^_____^ Love ya all!
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Tinao was going about tedious business as were David, Jalil and Christopher. As for me, I sat, staring off into the sunset. The rain had stopped and the sun had shown brightly and beautifully. Now it sunk below the horizon turning the sky oranges and yellows and pinks and purples..and reds.
Like Dameon's blood which was spilled on the ground.
I sniffled and placed my head on my knees. My clothes were covered in blood as well. Why? Why had he gone off and died on me? On everyone? I glanced over at my grandfather. His face was red and tears still made trails down it. He had recently started crying.
I stood and walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He was slowly wrapping reopened wounds and new ones to make Dameon look respectable. Not to far away, the others were busy digging a grave. I shuddered not wanting to think about it. The famous question floated through my head again. Why?
He looked dead. That made everything worse. It was so much easier to ward off the pain when the person looked asleep. He looked dead. Flat out dead. I had been to a few wakes and funerals in my life but all the people I had ever seen looked asleep. He looked dead. His skin was pale and his lips were a blue color. I turned away from him and looked once more at my grandfather.
"I wish we had not brought him into this." He managed softly. "None of this would've happened."
"And Jalil, Christopher, David and I would be dead." I commented softly. I knelt down and clumsily hugged him. "He did a lot of good grandpa. You never knew this would happen. None of it is your fault." He sighed and shook his head, continuing with his work. I wanted to comfort him more. But how could I if I could barely comfort myself?
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It was later that day before we actually buried him. I didn't want to. I kept hoping maybe he would wake up and smile at us all and ask what was wrong. It didn't happen. He's dead, April, you've got accept that. We were all very quiet as Tinao gently laid him down in the hole. There was so much to say but none of us could find our voices. We just stood and felt the sorrow building up within us.
Tinao stood and didn't say anything either. He was in just as bad as shape as the rest of us. He gave a meaningful look to all of us and did something none of us could do first. Using his foot, he pushed the first bit of dirt in. Then, Jalil, Christopher, and David began to fill up the hole that they had made.
I watched as I had before, unable to do a thing. I felt so terrible. I remembered a lot of things that happened in Everworld; they were engraved on my mind. Everything I could remember, Dameon had been there. Now, now, we were still here and he was gone. I could almost hear his voice.
The last bit of dirt was put in place, and I bit my lip. He was gone. Forever. I bit wrapped my arms around myself wondering if he was alive over in real world. Maybe it was possible. I doubted it though.
A thick silence was hanging over everyone. There was nothing to say really. Tears were coming down my face again. What was going to happen now? Were we just going to stand here like a bunch of fools? He was gone. We couldn't do anything. Let the past be.
"We must leave," Tinao whispered, "without the Goddess this land shan't exist much longer." He turned on his heel, going to clean up the bit of camp we had.
David stood still on one side of the grave, silent, strong. Tears were coursing down his face. David always tried to be strong, always tried to be a leader but even strong people cry. He picked up a nearby stone and placed it gently on the grave before going to help Tinao.
I watched as Jalil did the same, and Christopher went through the same actions as well. I knew I would have to as well but my hand wouldn't pick up a stone. A memory came to me and I backed away from the grave. Looking about frantically, I tried to spot what I needed. I couldn't find it. I knew I had seen some when we were walking, they had to be around.
I turned and took off into the forest. I could find them.
~*~
"APRIL!" I shouted, as I watched her take off into the forest. She didn't acknowledge me, soon disappearing between the trees. I traded looks with David and Jalil before running after her.
I lost her somewhere, and began to get a bit frantic. Where was she going? Didn't she hear what Tinao said. This place was gonna go bye bye pretty soon cause of the Goddess.
I searched through the trees, and spotted her in the distance. She was kneeling in front of a flowering bush, head bowed. Her shoulders were shaking from what I could see and I knew she was crying again. I rushed over and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.
"He told me that he loved this flower," she sobbed, holding one of the flowers to her chest. "I see why. It's so beautiful; there isn't any other like it anywhere." Indeed there wasn't. The flower had magnificent petals, purple near the tips which faded to blue which in turn faded to white. The middle of it had what looked like little flowers. They were a mix of reds, oranges, and yellows.
I knelt next to her, pulling her into my arms. I promised Dameon that I would watch over her and I wasn't going to break that promise. As I held her there and let her cry, I thought about what I had promised. It wasn't going to be easy. I could see why April was crying so hard and I wondered why I wasn't.
Dameon was sorta our babysitter. He took care of us, knew what was dangerous what wasn't. He knew how to treat injuries, how to cure sicknesses and on top of it all, he had been our friend. He had understood our problems, even though he had never shown much sympathy.
"I just thought," April choked, "that some flowers would be better than an ugly old rock. I thought he would like it."
"He will," I said, giving her a quick squeeze, "but I think he would be most displeased to see your pretty face ruined by those tears." She looked at me and a weak grin appeared through the tears. She wiped a hand across her face.
"You're right." She pulled from my embrace and stood. Picking a few more flowers, she faced me. "He would want us to just move on and remember him before this." I stood up, nodding my head.
We got back and the camp was packed up. David handed me a bag to carry, raising an eyebrow in question. I shook my head. He didn't need to know. Tinao was shifting a bag on his shoulders uncomfortably.
"I can lead you out of this place but I can't do any more," he said softly. "I don't have a place here anymore. I need to find one. I hope you understand."
"We do," Jalil responded. "We can find our way through this place." I don't think he was as confident as he sounded.
"Let's go then," he began to head through the trees and David followed silently behind him. Jalil looked over at April, who was standing next to the grave. He looked at me, knowing that I would wait for her. He too followed our new guide.
April still had the flowers clutched in her hands. She was staring at the grave, and I wondered if maybe she was praying. I wondered if God could even hear her prayers in this place. I waited as she finished and gently placed the flowers on the ground. As she stood back up she whispered a final few words, "Good bye, Dameon. We'll miss you."
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I am evil. ^_^ but there are reasons for this! ^_^ Review if you like, I want to know if I should re post Send the Solution. It wasn't going the way I wanted so I re wrote some of it. ^_^
AN- My twisted mind came up with a new ending. I did it for a reason. You better read this or the Send the Solution will make no sense when I repost it! ^_____^ Love ya all!
~*~
Tinao was going about tedious business as were David, Jalil and Christopher. As for me, I sat, staring off into the sunset. The rain had stopped and the sun had shown brightly and beautifully. Now it sunk below the horizon turning the sky oranges and yellows and pinks and purples..and reds.
Like Dameon's blood which was spilled on the ground.
I sniffled and placed my head on my knees. My clothes were covered in blood as well. Why? Why had he gone off and died on me? On everyone? I glanced over at my grandfather. His face was red and tears still made trails down it. He had recently started crying.
I stood and walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He was slowly wrapping reopened wounds and new ones to make Dameon look respectable. Not to far away, the others were busy digging a grave. I shuddered not wanting to think about it. The famous question floated through my head again. Why?
He looked dead. That made everything worse. It was so much easier to ward off the pain when the person looked asleep. He looked dead. Flat out dead. I had been to a few wakes and funerals in my life but all the people I had ever seen looked asleep. He looked dead. His skin was pale and his lips were a blue color. I turned away from him and looked once more at my grandfather.
"I wish we had not brought him into this." He managed softly. "None of this would've happened."
"And Jalil, Christopher, David and I would be dead." I commented softly. I knelt down and clumsily hugged him. "He did a lot of good grandpa. You never knew this would happen. None of it is your fault." He sighed and shook his head, continuing with his work. I wanted to comfort him more. But how could I if I could barely comfort myself?
~*~
It was later that day before we actually buried him. I didn't want to. I kept hoping maybe he would wake up and smile at us all and ask what was wrong. It didn't happen. He's dead, April, you've got accept that. We were all very quiet as Tinao gently laid him down in the hole. There was so much to say but none of us could find our voices. We just stood and felt the sorrow building up within us.
Tinao stood and didn't say anything either. He was in just as bad as shape as the rest of us. He gave a meaningful look to all of us and did something none of us could do first. Using his foot, he pushed the first bit of dirt in. Then, Jalil, Christopher, and David began to fill up the hole that they had made.
I watched as I had before, unable to do a thing. I felt so terrible. I remembered a lot of things that happened in Everworld; they were engraved on my mind. Everything I could remember, Dameon had been there. Now, now, we were still here and he was gone. I could almost hear his voice.
The last bit of dirt was put in place, and I bit my lip. He was gone. Forever. I bit wrapped my arms around myself wondering if he was alive over in real world. Maybe it was possible. I doubted it though.
A thick silence was hanging over everyone. There was nothing to say really. Tears were coming down my face again. What was going to happen now? Were we just going to stand here like a bunch of fools? He was gone. We couldn't do anything. Let the past be.
"We must leave," Tinao whispered, "without the Goddess this land shan't exist much longer." He turned on his heel, going to clean up the bit of camp we had.
David stood still on one side of the grave, silent, strong. Tears were coursing down his face. David always tried to be strong, always tried to be a leader but even strong people cry. He picked up a nearby stone and placed it gently on the grave before going to help Tinao.
I watched as Jalil did the same, and Christopher went through the same actions as well. I knew I would have to as well but my hand wouldn't pick up a stone. A memory came to me and I backed away from the grave. Looking about frantically, I tried to spot what I needed. I couldn't find it. I knew I had seen some when we were walking, they had to be around.
I turned and took off into the forest. I could find them.
~*~
"APRIL!" I shouted, as I watched her take off into the forest. She didn't acknowledge me, soon disappearing between the trees. I traded looks with David and Jalil before running after her.
I lost her somewhere, and began to get a bit frantic. Where was she going? Didn't she hear what Tinao said. This place was gonna go bye bye pretty soon cause of the Goddess.
I searched through the trees, and spotted her in the distance. She was kneeling in front of a flowering bush, head bowed. Her shoulders were shaking from what I could see and I knew she was crying again. I rushed over and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.
"He told me that he loved this flower," she sobbed, holding one of the flowers to her chest. "I see why. It's so beautiful; there isn't any other like it anywhere." Indeed there wasn't. The flower had magnificent petals, purple near the tips which faded to blue which in turn faded to white. The middle of it had what looked like little flowers. They were a mix of reds, oranges, and yellows.
I knelt next to her, pulling her into my arms. I promised Dameon that I would watch over her and I wasn't going to break that promise. As I held her there and let her cry, I thought about what I had promised. It wasn't going to be easy. I could see why April was crying so hard and I wondered why I wasn't.
Dameon was sorta our babysitter. He took care of us, knew what was dangerous what wasn't. He knew how to treat injuries, how to cure sicknesses and on top of it all, he had been our friend. He had understood our problems, even though he had never shown much sympathy.
"I just thought," April choked, "that some flowers would be better than an ugly old rock. I thought he would like it."
"He will," I said, giving her a quick squeeze, "but I think he would be most displeased to see your pretty face ruined by those tears." She looked at me and a weak grin appeared through the tears. She wiped a hand across her face.
"You're right." She pulled from my embrace and stood. Picking a few more flowers, she faced me. "He would want us to just move on and remember him before this." I stood up, nodding my head.
We got back and the camp was packed up. David handed me a bag to carry, raising an eyebrow in question. I shook my head. He didn't need to know. Tinao was shifting a bag on his shoulders uncomfortably.
"I can lead you out of this place but I can't do any more," he said softly. "I don't have a place here anymore. I need to find one. I hope you understand."
"We do," Jalil responded. "We can find our way through this place." I don't think he was as confident as he sounded.
"Let's go then," he began to head through the trees and David followed silently behind him. Jalil looked over at April, who was standing next to the grave. He looked at me, knowing that I would wait for her. He too followed our new guide.
April still had the flowers clutched in her hands. She was staring at the grave, and I wondered if maybe she was praying. I wondered if God could even hear her prayers in this place. I waited as she finished and gently placed the flowers on the ground. As she stood back up she whispered a final few words, "Good bye, Dameon. We'll miss you."
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I am evil. ^_^ but there are reasons for this! ^_^ Review if you like, I want to know if I should re post Send the Solution. It wasn't going the way I wanted so I re wrote some of it. ^_^