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The Final Term - Epilogue -EpilogueThe Final Term - Epilogue - by Ranki-Chee
By a cold autumn October, Scott and Toby finally move, by train, to Wales, bidding a see you later, tearfully to Mark and Belle, as they finally depart from London Paddington station. A long but accomplished journey to Swansea, and then a railway train to St David’s where their old friends and their grandparents greet them once again as a welcome home arrival. Their personal belongings wait for them in their house, a small cottage near the beach in Broad Haven, feeling right at home together. Their first action is to do what they wanted to do since the summer term. It is hard work, but the residents, their grandparents and the church’s reverend kindly help them out, with shovels, trowels and pails. After seven months, under a cool March sky, their work has paid off, and the clearing where their old house used to stand before the fire accident has turned into a special small garden gratefully protected by the St David’s church. There is a small clean po
The Final Term - Chapter Twenty -Chapter Twenty:The Final Term - Chapter Twenty - by Ranki-Chee
See You Next Time
It is their course of action before they could return to the party again. They drive steadily on the road to Heathrow, under a struggling afternoon traffic. Scott hesitates that they may not be able to make it there in time. He worries that Allyssa has gone already, as he watches a couple of aeroplanes taking off into the summer sky. But he remains optimistic, determined that he will be able to see Allyssa off one more time before her flight. They arrive at the busy airport. The sounds of people walking to check outs or to the gates, arriving or departing creates a pandemonium in Scott’s eyes. It’s so busy. It would be difficult to find Allyssa or Kevin or Claudia within the busy crowd.
‘Ally!’ Scott calls out across the busy terminal, trying to catch a glimpse of the swaying sandy brown ponytail.
‘Ally? Ally! Ally! Ally…’ at that last attempt he gives up, disappointed that there’s no sig
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'Nothing happens unless first we dream' - Carl Sandburg <33
Personal message: You have a bright light that can outcome even the most shrouded of darkness. Do not ever let it go out!
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Ranki (or Chee from some people xDD) is at your service! My real name is Emily =w=
I'm an aspiring writer, currently writing stories around my characters, or my babies, and hopeful to get them published...one day. Despite editing them I try as much as I can to give out its wit and charm. I also draw, be it franchise art or for my characters, depending on my mood, and if procrastination doesn't win me over. xD
...It's all about the magic in your heart!
My interests are more so varied. When it comes to some fandoms I honestly prefer sitting at the swallow pool or to put it in another perspective being on the edge, and just feel comfortable with characters I find likable to become my comfort buddies whenever I feel down or sometimes when I go out (yeah I tend to do that, shut up ), like Bumblebee from Transformers, or Claus from Mother 3, and not to feel forced to absorb the whole continuity of a series. I can still have that warm sense of comfort.
In other words, I prefer to enjoy things, even if it's just a character or more, rather than a plastic cliche 'true' fan who wants to waste their free time complaining even on the little things, acting all 'proud'. Sometimes the word 'fan' alone isn't worth my time being labeled as.
If you don't know this already but I have high-functioning autism. I was diagnosed when I was 3. I'm not afraid to admit it with truth and honesty. I also have Fragile X syndrome. Even though in reality I am socially awkward and need to control my anxiety, I'm friendly, salt-of-the-earth person enough to say hi. So don't be afraid to post a comment on my page or on my arts here.
See you next time!