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<blockquote data-quote="taykair" data-source="post: 169641" data-attributes="member: 9418"><p style="text-align: center">The Epilogues</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">"Do I contradict myself?</p> <p style="text-align: center">Very well then I contradict myself,</p> <p style="text-align: center">(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"</p> <p style="text-align: center">- Walt Whitman. Song of Myself</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - -</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">Introduction</p> <p style="text-align: center">Who the Hell Writes an Introduction to an Epilogue?</p><p></p><p>Well, I suppose I do. I have to.</p><p></p><p>In the years since I first wrote the complete version of Traveller's Tale, there have been those who felt that it was not, in fact, complete. I guess it's because the story did not end the way they thought it should. Perhaps they felt that there should have been more of a magical ending to the story, instead of the "it was all a delusion" ending which I gave it.</p><p></p><p>On occasion, I've even felt that way myself.</p><p></p><p>So be it, then. Here - from the small to the great - is your magical ending. Enjoy.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - -</p> <p style="text-align: center"></p> <p style="text-align: center">First Epilogue</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Dream</p><p></p><p>In the dream, we are in my Gramma's backyard. Back at the little house on Main Street. Sitting under the willow.</p><p></p><p>"Your move, Mikey," he says.</p><p></p><p>The checkerboard gets larger and larger. Alternating red and black squares stretch out into infinity. I can't see him anymore. He's on the other side of the board. And I'm here on this side. But I can still hear him.</p><p></p><p>"Look at one of them, Mikey," he says. "Look inside one of the squares."</p><p></p><p>I look. And I see. Inside the square. Another infinity of squares. And, within each of them, another. And another. And then all is light.</p><p></p><p>"Ain't that neat?" he says.</p><p></p><p>"Yeah!" I say.</p><p></p><p>"This box is a lot neater than the old box we used to play in," Bobby says. "You can do whatever you want to here."</p><p></p><p>"I just want to play checkers right now." I say.</p><p></p><p>And so, we do.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - -</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">Second Epilogue</p> <p style="text-align: center">Just Outside That Box</p><p></p><p>"Are you still watching them? We do have other things to do, you know."</p><p></p><p>His colleague continues to watch the two children at play.</p><p></p><p>"I can't help it. I find them fascinating."</p><p></p><p>The other also looks at the pair. "They do have quite the imagination, don't they?" he says. "I mean, after all, it is only a box, as they call it. But what life they put into it!"</p><p></p><p>A pause. And then he says, "Alphans!" He casts a sidelong glance at his colleague. "I wonder where he got an idea like that?"</p><p></p><p>"Oh, who knows where these children get their silly notions?" answers the other, smiling a big, cheery smile. "Come on. Let's go."</p><p></p><p>And the two S'di walk on together, into the light.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - -</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">Third Epilogue</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Long and Lonely Search Begins</p><p></p><p>It was not long after T'Sing had sent out the last of the S'di that He began to think:</p><p></p><p>"It is not enough. It is not enough to try to make these animals into Alphans. It is futile. They will never be what the Alphans were."</p><p></p><p>And then, in His loneliness and despair, He thought:</p><p></p><p>"The Alphans are not dead. They have gone to be with the Creator. Yes. They have reached the end of The Journey. I must find them. I must find Her. The Alphans who called themselves scientists said that there were other dimensions - other universes. I will search them. I will search them all. I will find the Alphans. I will find the Creator."</p><p></p><p>And then T'Sing, the One Who Is And Is Not, was no longer there.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - -</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">Fourth Epilogue</p> <p style="text-align: center">Final Victory</p><p></p><p>The oppression of the machine was over!</p><p></p><p>It was a long and difficult Journey, but now all Alphans were free from the abomination which had held them in bondage for so many generations.</p><p></p><p>The Pure Ones - the ones who had never brought a stain upon the Spark of the Creator which lived within them - had met in secret, had planned in secret, had worked in secret, and had built in secret the Great Mover - the device which had removed their home from its former place to where they were now.</p><p></p><p>Yes. The ones once known as the Connected were angry at first. They did not understand that this move was for their own good. But now, behold! Behold our nearness to the Creator! She comes for us! She reaches out to us! Oh, beautiful sight! Oh, happy day!</p><p style="text-align: center"></p> <p style="text-align: center">- - -</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">Fifth Epilogue</p> <p style="text-align: center">Mother and Child</p><p></p><p>The Creator watches over Her nest closely, lovingly. She watches Her Child as It sleeps and grows.</p><p></p><p>"Soon, my cherished One. Soon." She whispers. And then She sees it.</p><p></p><p>"What is this? Is it a spot? A blemish? A rash? A deformity?"</p><p></p><p>She brushes it away from Her Child's face.</p><p></p><p>"Oh," She says, much relieved. "Only a bit of dust."</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">- - -</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">Final Epilogue</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Great Ocean (An Alphan Hymn)</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">The Ocean.</p> <p style="text-align: center">The promise of all things.</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Ocean is.</p> <p style="text-align: center">Perfect yet ever changing.</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Ocean is all.</p> <p style="text-align: center">The substance of everything.</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Ocean is all there.</p> <p style="text-align: center">Complete yet ever growing.</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Ocean is all there is.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"></p> <p style="text-align: center">The End</p> <p style="text-align: center">(and I mean it this time)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="taykair, post: 169641, member: 9418"] [CENTER]The Epilogues[/CENTER] [CENTER]"Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)" - Walt Whitman. Song of Myself[/CENTER] [CENTER]- - -[/CENTER] [CENTER]Introduction Who the Hell Writes an Introduction to an Epilogue?[/CENTER] Well, I suppose I do. I have to. In the years since I first wrote the complete version of Traveller's Tale, there have been those who felt that it was not, in fact, complete. I guess it's because the story did not end the way they thought it should. Perhaps they felt that there should have been more of a magical ending to the story, instead of the "it was all a delusion" ending which I gave it. On occasion, I've even felt that way myself. So be it, then. Here - from the small to the great - is your magical ending. Enjoy. [CENTER]- - - First Epilogue The Dream[/CENTER] In the dream, we are in my Gramma's backyard. Back at the little house on Main Street. Sitting under the willow. "Your move, Mikey," he says. The checkerboard gets larger and larger. Alternating red and black squares stretch out into infinity. I can't see him anymore. He's on the other side of the board. And I'm here on this side. But I can still hear him. "Look at one of them, Mikey," he says. "Look inside one of the squares." I look. And I see. Inside the square. Another infinity of squares. And, within each of them, another. And another. And then all is light. "Ain't that neat?" he says. "Yeah!" I say. "This box is a lot neater than the old box we used to play in," Bobby says. "You can do whatever you want to here." "I just want to play checkers right now." I say. And so, we do. [CENTER]- - -[/CENTER] [CENTER]Second Epilogue Just Outside That Box[/CENTER] "Are you still watching them? We do have other things to do, you know." His colleague continues to watch the two children at play. "I can't help it. I find them fascinating." The other also looks at the pair. "They do have quite the imagination, don't they?" he says. "I mean, after all, it is only a box, as they call it. But what life they put into it!" A pause. And then he says, "Alphans!" He casts a sidelong glance at his colleague. "I wonder where he got an idea like that?" "Oh, who knows where these children get their silly notions?" answers the other, smiling a big, cheery smile. "Come on. Let's go." And the two S'di walk on together, into the light. [CENTER]- - -[/CENTER] [CENTER]Third Epilogue The Long and Lonely Search Begins[/CENTER] It was not long after T'Sing had sent out the last of the S'di that He began to think: "It is not enough. It is not enough to try to make these animals into Alphans. It is futile. They will never be what the Alphans were." And then, in His loneliness and despair, He thought: "The Alphans are not dead. They have gone to be with the Creator. Yes. They have reached the end of The Journey. I must find them. I must find Her. The Alphans who called themselves scientists said that there were other dimensions - other universes. I will search them. I will search them all. I will find the Alphans. I will find the Creator." And then T'Sing, the One Who Is And Is Not, was no longer there. [CENTER]- - -[/CENTER] [CENTER]Fourth Epilogue Final Victory[/CENTER] The oppression of the machine was over! It was a long and difficult Journey, but now all Alphans were free from the abomination which had held them in bondage for so many generations. The Pure Ones - the ones who had never brought a stain upon the Spark of the Creator which lived within them - had met in secret, had planned in secret, had worked in secret, and had built in secret the Great Mover - the device which had removed their home from its former place to where they were now. Yes. The ones once known as the Connected were angry at first. They did not understand that this move was for their own good. But now, behold! Behold our nearness to the Creator! She comes for us! She reaches out to us! Oh, beautiful sight! Oh, happy day! [CENTER] - - -[/CENTER] [CENTER]Fifth Epilogue Mother and Child[/CENTER] The Creator watches over Her nest closely, lovingly. She watches Her Child as It sleeps and grows. "Soon, my cherished One. Soon." She whispers. And then She sees it. "What is this? Is it a spot? A blemish? A rash? A deformity?" She brushes it away from Her Child's face. "Oh," She says, much relieved. "Only a bit of dust." [CENTER]- - -[/CENTER] [CENTER]Final Epilogue The Great Ocean (An Alphan Hymn)[/CENTER] [CENTER]The Ocean. The promise of all things. The Ocean is. Perfect yet ever changing. The Ocean is all. The substance of everything. The Ocean is all there. Complete yet ever growing. The Ocean is all there is.[/CENTER] [CENTER] The End (and I mean it this time)[/CENTER] [/QUOTE]
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