Epilogue
“Yes, it was worth it.”
~Heather
The battle was done. The enemy, or at least one of them, was defeated. And though there was much to be thankful for, the losses we suffered were painful. Tonight, only hours after Volcan was defeated, we lay Bannan’s body to rest.
“I figured you all didn’t have anything to wear for such an occasion,” Peri said as she flashed into the room. She was holding an armful of black garments.
Jewel walked over and grabbed one for herself and one for Heather. “Here, Heather,” she said, touching the blind healer’s hand and placing the material against it. “It’s a black dress.”
“Thank you, Peri,” Heather said as she raised the dress in both hands.
“It just slips over your head,” Peri told her.
They each dressed in silence and Peri waited, her eyes
