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Epilogue
1700 years later
The boat cut through the water, like a finely hewn and sharpened knife. The woman leaned over the bow, her eyes on the landscape miles away. Beside her, a muscular elf, kept a close watch over her.
“Bronwyn.” There was a hand pulling her back, long elven fingers, tangled in her tunic. “You will fall over and the boat will sail over you.”
“No, I won’t!” The red - head retorted. “And no, it won’t! I just want to see the dolphins." She gestured downward towards the water. "Saes?”
Haldir pulled her away from the railing. “Yes, you will.” He turned her loose and crossed his arms. “The wizard will be most unhappy if you do not arrive with me.”
“Are you happy?”
Haldir looked at her. “He took good care of you; was an exceptional guardian to you. I have no qualms-“
“You aren’t answering the question. Are you happy?” She took the elf’s silence as the answer. “No, you aren’t happy.” She shook her head sorrowfully. “I am so sorry.”
Haldir shrugged his shoulders and tucked her hair behind a delicately rounded ear. “Such is the way of humans; such a great capacity to love.” He pointed over her shoulder. “We approach Wales.” His smile was bitter-sweet. “Be prepared.”
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I thought of you the other day
How worlds of change led us astray
Colors seem to fade to gray
In the wake of yesterday...
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She is almost here!
Severus was down in the basement. His head jerked up, shock written on his features, He stormed up the stairs, realizing he had the ladle in his hand about the third step. Quickly, he ran back down the steps, set the utensil in the spoon rest next to the slowly boiling cauldron before heading back up the stairs.
He stopped by the mirror and ran his fingers through oily locks. He threw the curtains back and saw the schooner in the bay, knowing She was on it. For not the first time, he questioned his decision to not be reborn in Valinor with her, instead to wait until her return, the big elf’s return. He squelched the thought. Again, the world was teetering on the edge of war. Had the elves... she made it in time?
His heart was in his throat.
He saw a rowboat making its way to the shore. He watched until it was very close before grabbing a threadbare cloak and running out the door, making his way to the desolate shoreline.
To wait.
It seemed forever, but finally the boat made its way to the beach and she and several elves disembarked.
She came straight to him. “Severus?”
“础测别.”
“Do you know who I am?”
Black eyes stared at her and then looked over the dreary beach, where his neighbors were beginning to congregate and watched the threesome. “You are Bronwyn Morgan ap Powell-Snape, the Historian and Storyteller of the Ages. You are the Protector of the Future and Keeper of the Truth, appointed and empowered by the Valar and ?luvatar.” He looked at the Big elf.”You are Haldir, her husband.”
She took in his obvious youth. “How old are you?”
“19.”
“Ah.” She intertwined her arm with his. “Do you have anything prepared for dinner?”
“I have a chicken roasting and carrots and potatoes boiling.”
The smile she granted him was beautiful. “Shall we go inside and talk?”
And she led him in towards the home, hand in hand with her husband.
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begin 09/28/2003
fini 07/15/2023
