Epilogue
Thom was busy cleaning up the remains of Alianne and Kally's houses. It was a few days after Roger the Butcher had attacked. Gods knew where he was now.
Kalasin was chopping wood (hey! She's the daughter of a woodcutter. And who says girls can't cut wood?) for a table. Alianne was fishing at the nearby stream. Everything was nice and peaceful.
After all the work was done, Alianne came up to Thom and asked, "Is it okay if we move in with you?"
Thom immediately stopped cleaning. "WHAT?"
"I said `Can we move in with you,'" said Alianne.
"Why would you want to do that? I sure wouldn't," cried Thom.
"Well where else can we stay?" she replied.
"You can build another house! It's not my fault yours got destroyed by a crazy butcher!" he answered.
"It would be a lot easier if we just moved in," said Alianne, loosing her patience.
"The answer is no," Thom said.
"Too bad. Kally and I have already moved in," and Alianne left.
Thom stared after her. He shook his head, and went back to work.
THE END (of The Three Little Tortallans)
Okay so I got bored and decided to add an epilogue. Feel free to give me flames. I won't be insulted. I really think this story is lame. But I'm working on a sequel to The Three Little Tortallans. It's about Alan and what happened to him after Thom and Alianne left. Maybe it'll actually be interesting! -Satiaus