11- epilogue
02/15/03
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Two figures watched from the bridge in the spot that they had been sentenced to limbo for since the 1600's. They were starting to fade from existence on Earth, nobody could ever see them anyway, but it was still refreshing to know they did the right thing this one time.
"I think they'll be fine." The man turned to the girl.
"I'm glad they didn't die. And now we can finally go to heaven, our debt repaid." The girl responded clasping his hand.
"Love." He smiled pulling her closer.
"Love." She repeated. "Now and forever." She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Forever." He replicated. They leaned in for a kiss and their figures faded totally from existence on Earth and ended high above the clouds. A frustrated scream and a groan could be heard from the couple, this time they were in the clouds and a messenger told them that they now had to repair something in the air, and they couldn't leave until they did.
The messenger gone, and they stared at each other in shock. Then a booming voice drifted over them and it said. "Just kidding."
And they were at the gates of heaven, first in line to enter while they watched those who waited for judgment. "Love."
"Love." She smiled "Forever."
"Forever." They kissed and entered the gates forever in a world of bliss and acceptance. Their mortal bodies finally disintegrated into the ocean floor, never to be disturbed again. They all were saved, unexpectedly.
~~~The real end, seriously! ~~~
*** Hawkeye: I will not carry a gun, Frank. When I got into this war I had a very clear understanding with the Pentagon. No guns. I'll carry your books, I'll carry a torch, I'll carry a tune, I'll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to old Virginie, I'll even hari-kari if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun!
Officer of the Day ***
Fini! 02/15/03- 06/17/03
"What do you speak of? Rhymes and riddles, swords and hog-warts. You speak of nothing."
"Yet I speak of everything."
The woman rolled her eyes at the antics of love. "Do we have to keep coming back here? There will be no love like ours, ours was pure, something we knew since the beginning and people were trying to tear us apart, not this I love you, I hate you stuff."
02/15/03
~~~.~~~
Two figures watched from the bridge in the spot that they had been sentenced to limbo for since the 1600's. They were starting to fade from existence on Earth, nobody could ever see them anyway, but it was still refreshing to know they did the right thing this one time.
"I think they'll be fine." The man turned to the girl.
"I'm glad they didn't die. And now we can finally go to heaven, our debt repaid." The girl responded clasping his hand.
"Love." He smiled pulling her closer.
"Love." She repeated. "Now and forever." She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Forever." He replicated. They leaned in for a kiss and their figures faded totally from existence on Earth and ended high above the clouds. A frustrated scream and a groan could be heard from the couple, this time they were in the clouds and a messenger told them that they now had to repair something in the air, and they couldn't leave until they did.
The messenger gone, and they stared at each other in shock. Then a booming voice drifted over them and it said. "Just kidding."
And they were at the gates of heaven, first in line to enter while they watched those who waited for judgment. "Love."
"Love." She smiled "Forever."
"Forever." They kissed and entered the gates forever in a world of bliss and acceptance. Their mortal bodies finally disintegrated into the ocean floor, never to be disturbed again. They all were saved, unexpectedly.
~~~The real end, seriously! ~~~
*** Hawkeye: I will not carry a gun, Frank. When I got into this war I had a very clear understanding with the Pentagon. No guns. I'll carry your books, I'll carry a torch, I'll carry a tune, I'll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to old Virginie, I'll even hari-kari if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun!
Officer of the Day ***
Fini! 02/15/03- 06/17/03
"What do you speak of? Rhymes and riddles, swords and hog-warts. You speak of nothing."
"Yet I speak of everything."
The woman rolled her eyes at the antics of love. "Do we have to keep coming back here? There will be no love like ours, ours was pure, something we knew since the beginning and people were trying to tear us apart, not this I love you, I hate you stuff."
