Epilogue: Fairy Tales Never Happen
Kratos POV
Twelve years have passed since that dream. I have told no one. I do not fear being labeled insane, no. I have told no one because what was said to me that night was said for me alone to hear. Yggdrasill has assigned me to watch the new Chosen of Regeneration.
Iselia is as quiet as it has ever been. Sometimes, I wonder where Lloyd is. I know he is safe and cared for. I know, because Anna told me. If I close my eyes and clear my mind, I can hear every word she said that night in perfect clarity. I have not forgotten her, Lloyd, or our dreams of the future.
As I stand once again on that cliff and glance down at Iselia Forest, I can almost hear our family's conversation that morning and Yuan's unexpected visit. I replay in my head the events of that day. And I cry, making no effort to hide the tears. Who will see me?
Night is falling. I lie down on the soft grass and gaze up at the stars appearing one by one. The full moon seems to shine brighter than any other time I've seen it. As more stars come out, I fancy seeing words and images displayed in them…
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea
Will ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
And the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Well, it's over. Done. Finite. Currently, I am undecided as to whether or not to write a sequal. If you would like to see one, please review and let me know.