Epilogue

And so, the epic test of friendship, strength and courage came to its victorious conclusion. The ones destined to carry the sacred Stones of Essence had vanquished their adversaries aided by their friends. They fought valiantly and overcame the most impossible of barriers and even in death, they battled on to restore the perfect equilibrium that governed all life on the planet. Thanks to their virtuous efforts, the world is at rest once more despite completing their most challenging of tasks…parting to go their separate ways to ensure the balance was truly re-established. However, although they find themselves divided physically, they all remain connected in spirit; their memories locked away in their hearts for ever.

But, as time passes, destinies unfold further and a new tale is born from the ashes of the past. New bearers of the stones and their allies step forward to protect the balance and nature of all that is surveyed. But for a new story to begin, the one before it must come to an end…

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Much time has past. Many seasonal cycles had come and gone transforming the Great Valley with its tides of weather. The air was warm now with the sweet scent of summer and Littlefoot stood gazing out over the fields of wavering grass and grazing dinosaurs. He and his friends were a little older now but not quite at the age to have their say in the meeting area. The elders still considered them children but they had all grown in size a little since the humans left all that time ago. Still, life in the Great Valley was as ever blissful as it always was.

Taking a deep breath and inhaling the perfume scent of the blooming flowers, Littlefoot trotted down the hillside to get to the usual quiet spot. The tranquil little enclosure in the forest where their memorial stood. Before Ali had left with her migrating herd to continue her travels, all six of them had named their gathering place "Friendship's Circle". They met there nearly every day just to chat and recall fond memories of their adventures, in particular, their confrontation with the Red Phoenix.

Littlefoot pushed his way through the shrubs, his ruby pendant swung around the base of his neck. Since the day Jason gave it to him, he never took it off. He paused in the centre of the sunny, circular glade and stared at the rock that had their portraits etched into. Apart from moss that had started growing on the top and down one side of the rock's surface, it looked just like it did the day they found it. The gang took it in turns to ensure that their little memorial remained clean, free of climbing plants and the like. Today was Littlefoot's shift. With his tail, he rubbed the surface of the rock, scrubbing the moss off.

"Cera's been slacking again" Littlefoot thought to himself smiling as he scored the last of the green away.

"There…much better!" Littlefoot said aloud admiring his work, "hmm…I wonder what Jason, Jill and Stone have been doing with themselves all this time." He stared into the stone picture, "What I wouldn't give to see them again."

With a sigh, Littlefoot turned to head out of the glade when, all of a sudden, a bright flash erupted over the sky.

"What was that?" Littlefoot gasped gawking up over the tops of the trees. His stomach started doing excited flips when he realised where the flash had come from.

"That was over by the Doorway!" he yelped ecstatically. With a quick kick, Littlefoot shot off to the Great Valley border where the Chronos Doorway resided.

All on his own, Littlefoot arrived at the huge machine which was covered in foliage and vines. A landmark unique to the Great Valley, an unintentional gift left behind courtesy of the now diminished Red Phoenix Corporation. Excitement and the rush of adrenaline increased the tempo of Littlefoot's heartbeat as he scanned the surrounding area for any signs of anything. So far, he'd found nothing but a few randomly places boulders, some scattered trees and a mess of greenery which looked like it had been blown off a high perch.

"Hello?" Littlefoot called feeling a little shaky from the electric energy buzzing inside him. Could it be him? Could he have come back after so long?

"Hello? Anyone there?" he called again. Nothing.

"Must have been my imagination," he told himself, "but I could have sworn I saw something…"

Just then, Littlefoot heard a rustling from behind. He whirled around to the source of the noise, his eyes wide with anticipated excitement.

"Jason?" he called…