Epilogue
Thendryt sat quietly and gazed upon the river. Imladris was quiet, and dark. He should retire, but he wasn’t very tired. His wound was almost completely healed. He knew he’d get another scar, but at this point he didn’t mind. Scars were his history, written over his entire existence.
He was glad he had been able to come back here, come back home. But recent events worried him, slightly. One part of his past was gone, but not all had been uncovered. Odak was gone, but it was only a matter of time before he needed Thendryt’s aid. He had to be ready.
After some time he rose, and walked towards his house. He didn’t know the future, he didn’t want to think of the past. His life was in the present. And as long as he was in the Vale, he would be happy in the present.
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OOC: Thendryt and Faorie would like to thank everyone who read the Chronicle for their support and curiosity.
We had a blast writing it, even though it took us so long to finish it.
We would also like to thank everyone in the Warband of Imladris for putting up with our crazy storyline and especially Elisbeth and Khalis for not killing us for killing off one of their members without notice. And then bringing him back to life. Also without notice.
We will surely continue with a new Chronicle whenever we feel motivated, but first we both think we should take a break from writing. We hope you all enjoyed it as much as we enjoyed writing it and we hope we’ll see you in the next one!
/Thendryt and Faorie
