D'Amour woke the next morning in his bedroom. Laying there, he looked around and found how peaceful and silent the house seemed. Getting out of bed and pulling on a pair of pants, he eyed his packed suitcases. He knew Dorothea would never go with him. He loved her, but like she said in a different way. They were worlds apart, and she still loved Swann…even though death. He knew his work here was over, he would fly back to New York and try to keep discovering the secrets of the world. Somehow he felt better about himself after the things that had happened here. He felt as though, there really was good in the world.

Getting up, he went down the hallway and saw Dorothea's bedroom door was shut. He had been worrying about her lately. He knew she was taking pills, and wanted to check if she was all right. Lightly knocking on the door he waited.

"Dorothea?"

Silence.

Slowly opening the door, he found the room empty. The bed looked as through it was slept in, but nobody was around. Seeing the doors that lead to the balcony was open…the fresh smell of rain filled the room. He heard birds singing outside, getting ready for another beautiful day. Walking over he somehow knew something had happened.

"Dorothea?"

Stopping, he looked down and saw a piece of paper in Dorothea's hand writing.

D'Amour,

I can never thank you enough for what you have done. I think your one of the few people who truly believes that there is another world under the surface. A world that can destroy, and create you. I'm now someplace free with my love, someplace when we were young and safe. Maybe that's what heaven really is…being set free.

Love,

Dorothea and Philip Swann.

D'Amour looked over the letting before looking out the window and smiling.

Shortly before leaving for his flight, he stopped by the cemetery and found a certain grave he had been looking for.

Atticus Swann

1989

Set free by magic

Sighing, he kneeled down by the grave. Looking up at the beautiful sun going through the palm trees, D'Amour put his sunglasses on and smiled before getting up.

"Flesh is a trap…and magic sets us free."

The end.

- Thanks for anyone who reads or reviews this story. Lord Of Illusions is by far one of my all time favorite movies ever. I thought it was fitting to fill in the gaps between Swann and Dorothea over the years. I hope you enjoyed it and look out for future work of mine!