Adventures of John: Ravages of War

Epilogue: Afterword

While things in the magical realms seem to have calmed down, it may take a while before the same happens in the mortal realm. We humans are an incredibly stubborn species and don't change our minds easily, so even with the influence of Order and Chaos on our minds at a minimum, it will probably take some time for things to get less volatile. And even without those forces messing with our heads, humans are still a pretty violent species. We will still get into wars and do bad stuff. The main difference is that it will be our fault, and not the fault of ancient and unstoppable forces.

Coyote came and congratulated me on my victory yesterday at dawn. He then gave me a grin and a pat on the back before changing into his animal shape and loping away into the desert. Pirate Jack and the crew went back to searching for the reason why Captain Scrawl was sent back in time, while Elphaba went back to her self-imposed exile, the Mad Hatter went back to traveling, the First went back to whatever realm he comes from and Jack went to the Pole to watch a wrestling match between one of the yetis and a polar bear.

I am currently on the road, my family going on a road trip up the West Coast of the United States. Elsa was glad to know that the madness was over, and in our spare time I've decided to introduce her and the rest of our family over in Arendelle to nerd culture. I've started with Harry Potter, which everyone seems to be enjoying so far, even though they still don't entirely understand the concept of television.

I will continue to write stories, even if nothing else interesting happens. A lot of you have told me that you wanted to know more about what happened in the three and a half weeks I spent recovering in Arendelle on my first trip there and how Elsa and I got to know each other. I skipped over that time when I wrote The Adventurer and the Snow Queen because I felt like I needed to finish the story as quickly as possible, but I am thinking about writing down what I remember of those few weeks, now that I have the time to. After that, well, who knows what might happen.