Chapter 99 Epilogue

• Staring at the full moon, drowned in its beauty, bathed in its silver light, I still hear their voices echoing in my memory.
• That night, in the clearing where the stars leaned low and the world hushed to listen, my three mates had asked Mother and Father for my hand. My heart had soared, my tears had fallen, and in their vows, I had found home.
• Now, years later, the memory is as clear as moonlight, but the present is brighter still.