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 <title>Re: Epilogue</title>
 <link>http://robin.thornvalley.com/node/49#comment-124</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;Excellent work, got me teary-eyed.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2011 18:20:52 -0700</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>shivermetimbers</dc:creator>
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 <title>Re: Epilogue</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;This is beautiful. It has to be my favorite Secret of NIMH fan fiction by far, but then again, I&#039;m completely new to this. I can only hope that the one I&#039;m writing can stir emotions in such a way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Remember, never settle for the one that makes you smile. Wait for the one that makes you beam.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 20:56:57 -0700</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>charismaticbreeze</dc:creator>
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&lt;p&gt;            Mrs. Brisby let her tears fall on the old, yellowed pages. The&lt;br /&gt;
paper was itself already wrinkled and frail from another’s tears. She continued&lt;br /&gt;
to hold the book for a long time, her eyes closed and her mind working in rapid&lt;br /&gt;
jumps to try and comprehend it all. So, he had suffered more than she could&lt;br /&gt;
have ever imagined, even more than she had when the day had come when he did&lt;br /&gt;
not return home and his covenant had been broken. The diary, however, had&lt;br /&gt;
replaced the old promise with a new one, and that promise went beyond the&lt;br /&gt;
boundaries of death. Their love had been eternal, and now she loved Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;
more than ever, her heart aching for him. The feeling of loss was not gone, but&lt;br /&gt;
it had been comforted by the knowledge that no matter what happened, their love&lt;br /&gt;
for each other was, indeed, everlasting.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;            For what seemed like hours, she sat thinking and letting her&lt;br /&gt;
sobs die down. Once they had nearly ceased, she spoke. &amp;quot;Jonathan,&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
she whispered to the silent, yet strangely vibrant air, &amp;quot;I give you my&lt;br /&gt;
love forever.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2004 14:44:34 -0800</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Simon</dc:creator>
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