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There’s always an epilogue, isn’t there?

The chapter that tells you what happened afterward, tying up the story in a nice big bow?

I can’t exactly do that My story doesn’t work that way, all nice and tidy I could maybe have some sort of messy raffia bow that looks as if a haystack exploded, like whatpresents in newspaper Or twine, the kind they use to tie up es in brown paper

But I’ll try to ht Really, really well After a week of sleeplessness and traveling and starvation and enough squirts of adrenaline to kill a polanda bear, it was good to sink finally into real, deep sleep If I had drea

And next tocreature from another world, where everyone dressed like Victorian prudes and rode around in genuine horseless carriages and submarines A world where the sky was too low and the na

I’ve always had colorful dreaician and gypsy king Whatever forces drew us together seemed haphazard and rando, the drive that keeps an ani

There was still work to do, of course He had the caravan to tend to, and I had to return to my world to s a mouthful of my own blood and report that Jonathan Grove, philanthropist and preacher, had finally succumbed to his condition My fears about awere, of course, unfounded Nurse Carrie just ht After twenty-five years of his bleeding the family’s inheritance dry, everyone was e or complications It was actually a

The political situation of Manchester is still tense Without Goodwill at the helland, there’s hope With Rodvey gone, Ferling was next in line, and his stance toward Bludmen has been noticeably kinder Antonin’s shop was allowed to h Street, and the latest newspapers say that Blud votes in London’s Parliaossip was true--there was talk of rena Manchester as Goodwill, but the Bludmen put up a revolt, and it was abandoned

As we travel the island, I learn e world that distorts history as I know it like a carnival mirror In Freesia, which corresponds to Russia, the Bludmen rule over terrified Pinkies from an icy palace deep in an enchanted forest In Franchia, colorful daiiddy thulish pioneers press ever farther into the frontier of a world ruled by natives described as half-anirow only more fabulous, and I want to see it all The caravan re Goodwill, we helped toa better place, and I think both worlds are better for his absence

And I know, because I live in both worlds While I can