Chapters close, bright new chapters open

[demiurgent]

The announcement was tasteful, and warm. Stamped, more than likely. She's rather an expert at stamping.

The only wonder is that it's taken so long for the announcement to be made, when it so clearly is what they both want. It's sweet, and touching, and feels like a spring day in the rain, when the story comes to a close.

And me?

I drink a bit of scotch, and think of days gone by. And perhaps in a way I bid them goodbye in a way I never got around to. I wonder if my solitary path has led me as well as her shared one has. I wonder about my future, and about her future. I think of friends I have not seen and likely will not see.

I think of myself at twenty-two, and wonder where he went. He wasn't that bad a sort.

I think of myself today, and wonder how I came to this.

The epilogue finally gets penned. And new stories wait to be written.

Comments

[freakfest.livejournal.com]

Everything happens for a reason, my dear. Remember that.

*warm hugs*

[demiurgent.livejournal.com]

Perhaps so, perhaps so. *hug*

[mrbankies.livejournal.com]

Please, dear friend, don't be maudlin. It doesn't suit you, and I don't have time to run out and buy a new singing fish plaque and drive to Wolfboro to give it too you. But I will if I have to. You have been warned.

As for the twenty-two year old version of you, he's a bit older, a bit wiser, and is having a spot of health problems. He's still not a bad sort - a rather good sort in fact. I expect he'll be back up and on his feet again soon, the chipper (when you could wake him - never a spanish armada around when you needed one) tea-drinking game-master that we all know and love.

[demiurgent.livejournal.com]

Mmm... maudlin isn't the word I'd use. Wistful, perhaps. Remembering a time that passed a while back, but still means something special to me. And, I think, to many people.

We're at the age where we start thinking about what we were doing thirteen years ago. You know that as much as I do. :grin: But I'm not depressed, or bemoaning or the like.