*Gasp!* can it be? Indeed, it is! The final chapter of The Book of Memories is here (and proof that I do eventually finish my epic poems, so there =P)! Hope you've enjoyed it. Any final comments would be treasured. Thanks for reading!


Standing in a

Snow-filled field,

Your eyes turn upward

To the sky…

You wonder now

Why stone and incense,

Hazel fire,

Had to die…

You are safe

And sound in body;

Cold and tortured

In your mind…

You have not lived

Since you lived

The horrid life

You left behind…

Softly now,

You lay your form

Upon the gentle

Bed of snow…

Sleep of ages,

Calm of torrents,

Washes over you;

You go.

~*~*The End*~*~