Epilogue
Fifty years on.
Sun filters lightly through the trees and flutters down to rest upon a pale cheek. The
eyes are closed, but lightly so, and the brown locks of hair tousled from the autumn
breeze. The lips curve up delicately in a gentle, peaceful smile.
"Bella!" The name is whispered, but peals within the sensitive ears of those nearby.
The eyes whip open.
Amber, golden eyes.
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Wow… it's finally come to an end. This was my first ever story :( and now it's
finally come to an end! Well, that's it I suppose. Except if you're an Inkheart or
Maximum Ride reader, then please check out my other stories. There's one more
Twilight one as well. Thanks for sticking with me, hope you liked the story!!
~ kris ~