Epilogue
The world was indeed, new. Its surface was altered; its cultures
upheaved; its people-changed. What had been, was no longer.
The world was repainted in new shades of gray and black- its canvas
covered
in the paints of blood and tears and sweat.
People had been ripped apart. And yet somehow, new alliances were
formed,
friendships established, families formed.
And the things that became most important were the things that no one
could
remember. And yet the void was filled, for better or for worse, with
the
things that no one could forget.
THE END
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Author's Notes and Thanks:
Kelida Flynn: Four years later and one story finally complete, I'm off
to
retirement land. This calls for thanks, so I want to first of all
thank
Slippin' Mickeys, first of all for being my co-writer, but mostly for
being
my friend. Smart asses are hard to find, and some of them just aren't
that
funny. She just happens to be. Go figure. Maybe it's the red hair.
Or
maybe I'm just saying that 'cause she's probably got 8 inches on me
and
could beat me within an inch of my life if she
tried.
And I want to thank
the MNL, especially Regina for being the poor soul
that had to edit this
bitch, and to Kim who's just fantastic for being
there and helping us get
this story out there. Both are worth all the
million-dollar words I could
muster up, OED in hand.
Also thanks to Meredith and MCA, who at the very
beginning were just so
great, and just so supportive to me, not to mention
inspiring. You want to
talk great XF fan fic writers, here are two of the
best out there. Hands
down, no argument, because beautiful, introspective
writing like this is
hard to find, and they transcend so much that is out
there.
Finally, thanks to those who have been supportive on my past stories
and
on this one, especially Twyla-who incidentally writes the BEST feedback
in
the free world. It's rare thing to find someone who writes
creative
feedback, and she had the market cornered. So thanks, Twyla,
wherever you
are. And big thanks to Lucy G. without whom this story might
have festered
in incomplete land. So don't go around throwing any of those
weird
walleyed fits, m'kay? You're the best, btw. Did I tell you
that?
So yeah! I'm done! Hope you all enjoyed the story if you made it
this
far.
So smell ya'
later, X-Files Fan Fic, it's been interesting.
Slippin' Mickeys: Well, I doubt I'm finished with XF fic, just when I
think
I'm done something on the show just isn't quite right and I have to
pull
out the ole "Oh, criminy. Here, let me do it. Again." Suffice it to
say,
I'll keep it short and sweet. First off, thanks to Kelida Flynn. This
fic
wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the germ of the idea you came up
with,
and your fantastic writing. If this fic is any indication, the
publishing
world had best look out for you, you'll be kickin' ass and
taking names in
no time. I also want to thank the MNL. Most especially Reg,
our poor
editor, and Kim, full of endless support. I also have to give
props to
Twyla and Lucy. You girls single-handedly kept this fic going. So
from the
bottom of my heart, thanks!!