Karn Maeshalanadae
I'm a pineapple
And so, despite everything, I wound up back in that same old cafe, having my same old usual, chatting with the same waitress. It was a hell of a ride, but the world went back to the way it was.
He opened his eyes and smiled as he saw the familiar faces of the people sitting at the table. The Gods had kept Their word. The gift of a second chance had been granted to him, and to his friends. Not much of an actual gift, for each of them had paid a heavy price. But now that price was fully paid, and they could live on in the peace they had fought for without having to be of service to yet another God or King. They were free.
If there was a flaw or a hidden truth in that logic, some sort of lie or scheme behind it all, they would have to face it when they found out. But not today. Today was theirs. Truly theirs. They were free.
(Wow. I like that. I'd like to read that tale...)
You evil, evil man!Young master Potter woke up, and remembering the fine, but rather strong cheese he had eaten before bed-time, realised it had all been a terrible dream.