Epilogue

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EPILOGUE

Your stopped time has restarted. Whether you were in the grassy field or fighting for your life on the castle grounds, you'll suddenly find yourself in an untouched area of the gardens. Ish is back, and so are the items, and the dead.

You return to Chateau Ambregris with the certain knowledge that come Monday, you will greet a new week, in a home of your own choosing. No longer will the chime of the clocks hunt you down, no longer will the oppressive scent of roses haunt your senses, no longer will you be forced to watch the death of those you've come to love and hate.

Parting is such a bittersweet sorrow, isn't it?

Make merry one last time, in this castle of illusions. Ironically, your memories of this stolen time that never existed are the one thing that will truly remain to you.

END NOTES

🔮 All dead are revived as tsukumogami! Congrats on your immortality(?)
🔮 Any other contracts made with Ish will be honored
🔮 Characters may choose to leave for any world they desire.
🔮 Time has not passed while you were stuck in this loop!
🔮 There will be no cross-dimensional world travel, except for on Samhain (Witches New Year October 31st/November 1st). On these dates, Ish will enable everyone to visit each other's world freely.
🔮 Universal Communication will be possible, courtesy of Manba and Ish. Everyone who wants one will be given a small fox that can communicate with other foxes through voice and video; the foxes can talk and are fairly simple creatures, enjoy them and give them fried tofu once in a while.
🔮 Powers are on for the finale, but Ish will step in and yeet anyone who gets too out of hand back to their homeworld, so play nice! (or relatively nice. )

[OOC: Welcome to your epilogue! The timeloop is ended, the evil has been defeated, and you have some time to catch your breath in the castle before the rest of your life begins! ]

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[allrounder]

[ So he did have an impact? G'raha doesn't know how that makes him feel, not when the impact he had on Hywlryn resulted in his own death. Not when he tried to reason with Hwylryn at the end, foregoing defensive measures because he didn't want the dragon to misinterpret it as agreement for his actions.

G'raha wanted peace and he tried for peace and it didn't work out.

It's why he falls silent, contemplative as he tries to sort through the messy, tangled web that has become his own emotions over the last few weeks, and especially the last few days. ]

But I have to wonder, Hwylryn... what lessons do you take from our conversations? How do those words settle in your heart and impact your thoughts and actions? You must understand my hesitance now, to impart my true thoughts and feelings upon you when I feel an anxiousness settle in my stomach at the thought that you may twist what I say into something that removes the intention behind it entirely.

[ His feelings manifest into... a scolding, he supposes. ]

[coldseep]

( Hwylryn makes a contemplative sound. He seems to think on it, for a time. )

How do you clarify this kind of confusion between mortals? ( Like, making sure that your intentions are being understood the intended way by the opposite party. ) It can't be that you all have perfect understanding, right?

( Certainly not, given G'raha has told him how extensively they engage in war. In any case, the question is not leading - it's genuine. As if it might be some sort of clue. )

... If I've learned anything, I think... it's that mortals have shades of nuance in everything. A mortal that likes flowers today might not like them tomorrow. Because today and tomorrow are not the same.

( A simple example, but he hopes the meaning carries. Mortals are small - physically, and their emotions are - granular. Easy to miss, he's realizing. He exists with a broader view, lives on for an endless breadth of time, and has lived on with a very simple view of life. Even his vocabulary falls into broad buckets of feelings.

But while he might not have understood every little thing, he thinks he can pull out this theme. And from this theme he can extrapolate, maybe.

(gold star pls) (or at least silver if you're mad) )

[allrounder]

I believe you have the right of it. Today and tomorrow [ and tomorrow and tomorrow ] are not the same. Much and more can change from one day to the next, leaving our own feelings in flux. What has occurred the night before could have an impact in such a way that one’s feelings towards such an event would change come dawn.

[ That’s how mortals are. Unchanging, everchanging. ]

You… would do well to remember that, to burn such a lesson into your heart if you want to understand.

[ He doesn’t know if he can count himself among those Hwylryn should try to understand anymore, but his point still stands. ]

[coldseep]

( It's true G'raha's words may not have their fullest meaning clear to him yet, but he will tuck them away as he tucks away clams and shells as gifts, and he will take them home with them. Perhaps in a decade, in fifty years, perhaps more - he'll understand better.

But, like G'raha, he doesn't think these things lack meaning. Even if they seem so small and insignificant now. )

Then, I hope if you call on me one day, you'll find yourself impressed by my progress.

( And so he does not need G'raha to call too soon - even though he will miss him, and he will miss what they had; Hwylryn needs time to grow, too. )

And I hope I'll get to share your stories with me again. I'll work very hard for that.

( But, well... until then. )

[allrounder]

I hope that I do as well. Dragons are impressive creatures, and I know that you possess the capability to impress me.

[ G'raha can only hope that it will be a positive thing, but he will temper his expectations. Dragons are unpredictable creatures, too, and Hwylryn is fickle on top of that. The winds of change may blow him elsewhere entirely. ]

I will surely have plenty more stories by then.

[ And plenty of old ones to share—that's the benefit of having once been immortal before, in a sense. ]

Fare thee well, Hwylryn.

[ The use of his name rather than "friend" is something Hwylryn might notice, too, because that title doesn't exist between them anymore. Maybe it will one day, sometime in the far future. Only time will tell, and they have plenty of it.

Until then. ]