The Dark Storm Epilogue
By Martin Berglund
Finally the dark storm was over. Rumor that the mysterious stranger had fled
to Choras were circling around, but soon killed by princess Nadia, who said
that the stranger had gone home.
Whatever the people believed, it was calm, and life went back to normal.
Crono woke up every morning to the sound of Nadia’s bell, and walked
down to eat his late breakfast. Lucca continued to work on a new invention
and Marle had fun with her friends as usual. All people who had hid from
the stranger came back to Truce now, and the guardia kingdom prepared itself
for the fall. At this stage, everyone should be happy, but a perfect kingdom
do not exist. Marle, Crono and Lucca will have to do more things to keep
things right. But that’s another story.
Ending quote:
”Why do my fate have to be this?
Why do I have to go this way?
Why is fate giving us more than we deserve and can handle,
just because we think we own it?”
-Shadin
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authors comment:
Well... That’s it!
That’s the last part of my story.
Perhaps some of you felt that chapter 10 was a little bit short.
And I agree. But I had to make 10 chapters as I promised, and that’s
the result.
Anyway,
here’s a few persons I would like to thank:
First of all:
Icy Brian
For posting my story. He’s really doing a great job!
Then:
Jaanus Teose (jaanus.teose@swipnet.se)
For all suggestions and ideas.
Tack så mycket!
and:
Peter Nitz
for making some fanart of Shadin.
and:
Krazy Sam,
Nanakai,
Jerm,
Zeal prophet,
and all other on Icy Brian’s CT page!
Finally:
YES! There will be a sequel! But not now...
First, I will make a story of what happened the winter 1000/1001.
It will probably be called ‘The courtship of princess Nadia’.
After that (it won’t be as long as this one), I will make the sequel
to this one.
And later a third part. Any comments, suggestion, etc. are always welcomed!
Mail me at: martin_v_b@hotmail.com
Thanks for your time.
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