Epilogue

Dear journal,

How have you been? It's been so awfully long since I wrote to you. The last time I wrote to you, I told you my story. You already know half of it afterwards, but I guess I have to start it all over again to refresh your memory. Heh, heh, I'm the crazy woman writing to a book like it's a person, but that was what I learnt to keep my sanity after all these years. What have happened since then? Good question.

I do not remember what happened clearly, but I know that I woke up back in my house, in my matrimonial bed. I had hurried out to check on everyone and to my joy, Eva, Hunter, Drew, and the rest of the pack that survived the snow plague were alive and well, unaware of the explosion that claimed their lives. Drew still had his mate to mourn, but I commend his strength to be able to still hang on tight and be alive. Thankfully, when I checked on Kisa, she told me Phoenix was okay, but had been sleeping for long. She was aware of what happened because the explosion didn't affect her, her home was in another dimension, as was Aira's. Speaking of her, she contacted me that she was okay, weak but fine as she disappeared before the explosion took her, same thing goes to Phoenix. The world went on like nothing ever happened, everyone alive before the explosion stayed alive, but the previous destruction and dead remained.

Not all joy to me.

I never saw Arc, he died. At first, I thought he died, and I would have ended myself if not for my baby. I later had babies, a boy and a girl, and it was on their first birthday that Eva brought to me good news, great news. Arc didn't die, he was regenerating in the heart of the earth clan, he was alive but would take time before he rose again. With that joyful news, I stopped writing to you more frequently until I finally stopped. It has been wonderful and terrible for me since then.

There's the pack and governing all the earth clans and troubles here and there, but I made sure to put a stop to all before it grew like Esme's. Another wonderful news, I tried to look for another water personification with Aira's help, we went to the oak tree that still stood despite Willow Spring's destruction. The lady told us that the personification would be created by the stone six months after my children would be born, that personification would be the first female to rule and first to grow up as a child. It was my duty to care for and train her.

Want to know the shock about it? The moment my eyes met the beautiful cornflower blue eyes, I knew whose soul was use as the personification. She was different, would never know that she was part of my past, but at least, she got another chance to live, my sassy friend, Judith (From Vivid Kiss). Yes, Judith was the new water personification, though not her directly, her soul was used to make the new water spirit. To make it even more amusing, she was mated to my son, their union would combine the water and earth clan in the future. It wasn't like I wanted, but at least I got someone back.

My children, they are great, my son, Arthur, almost as powerful as his father while my darling sunshine, Emerald, took after me. Arthur started helping me rule the pack at his small age, while Emerald helped the way, she could, I named my daughter after Emerald because of Hunter. They indeed were mates because when she was born, she would cry hell if Hunter wasn't close to her, if she didn't feel his touch for a day. Together, they were four, the four reasons I hung on to life and sanity.

So here I am writing the conclusion of my life because after this, I will no longer write and hope that maybe one day someone out there will read and publish you thinking it's a fantasy. Arc is yet to awakened and I don't know when I will ever see him again, but I still hope and believe he will return to me. I might not see his smile, hear his voice or hold him for the next hundred years, but as long as there is hope, I will meet him again.

When I was a child, I dreamt of becoming a doctor, saving lives, making money and giving to charity. I planned that I would fall in love somewhere along the line, get married, have children and grow old with my husband. My version of how my life would turn out was the exact opposite of what it turned out to be. I didn't see myself as a diva, I didn't ever imagine I would be a popular singer, songwriter, and novelist. Didn't picture myself living with a ghost, didn't expect to carry out the assignment of a powerful spirit who turned out to be my biological mother, did not expect the secrets I found and the people I lost and found along the way, did not ever guess I would end up a half immortal to a beautiful mate, I did not expect the me I am today. I never heard from the whispering voices again, never heard the cries or warnings. I guess my story and hardship have ended, it ended with the same thing it started with; the whispers.

Dear journal, this is me signing out with goodbye and a kiss.

The End.