{"id":10953,"date":"2014-02-02T15:03:00","date_gmt":"2014-02-02T14:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/juno-magic.fancrone.net\/blog\/?page_id=10953"},"modified":"2014-02-02T15:05:01","modified_gmt":"2014-02-02T14:05:01","slug":"epilogue","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/juno-magic.fancrone.net\/blog\/junofanfic\/various-fandoms\/the-notebook\/epilogue","title":{"rendered":"Epilogue"},"content":{"rendered":"

Song for this chapter:<\/b> \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Jungle Drum\u00e2\u20ac\u009d (Emiliana Torrini)<\/a><\/p>\n

\"chapter<\/p>\n

Epilogue<\/h3>\n

The package, premium express delivery, marked private, no return address, arrived on a lovely day in May 2014. She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d never received a parcel at work before and was somewhat perplexed at who\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d send such a bulky box to her company\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s address. All her friends and family knew her home address.<\/p>\n

When she opened the box, she had to sit down. Sit down, gasp, hyperventilate, and generally struggle not to black out for a good ten minutes.<\/p>\n

The package contained her missing notebook \u00e2\u20ac\u201c the one Chris Pine had stolen at the \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Jack Ryan\u00e2\u20ac\u009d premiere in London \u00e2\u20ac\u201c an air-tight, sealed container with two wonky, crumbling cupcakes that sported sloppy frosting in blue and bright yellow, and a card.<\/p>\n

The card was simple cream-colored cardboard. Nothing fancy, nothing cheap.<\/p>\n

On the front, a neat note read:<\/p>\n

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This notebook has developed a narrative thread.<\/b><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

On the back, someone had added in a different, edgier handwriting:<\/p>\n

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and an ending with vegan cupcakes.<\/b><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Eventually, she managed to scrounge up the courage to open the notebook. Whatever misadventures the notebook had survived, it had definitely come out worse for wear. A bit battered. Used. To her horror especially the second part of the notebook appeared rather well-read and worn, the corners of the pages round and soft from being thumbed through regularly.<\/p>\n

There was an oil stain on the cupcakes recipe she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t remember. And it looked as if the notebook had lain open at the page with the Star Trek story titles (entering orbit\/so wise we grow\/strive seek find yield\/post tenebras lux) in front of a window for weeks. The lines were faded, the ink not as dark as the song title on the previous page.<\/p>\n

And at the very back, next to Chris Pine\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s name, a second signature had been added:<\/p>\n

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Z. Quinto<\/b><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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Author\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Notes<\/b><\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153This notebook has developed a narrative thread\u00e2\u20ac\u009d is an allusion to the story \u00e2\u20ac\u0153D:\u00e2\u20ac\u009d by leupagus, rageprufrock<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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Well, that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s it. My first foray into the depraved depths of explicit RPS is over, and the notebook has been returned to its rightful owner, slightly worse for wear and with distinct delusions of grandeur (but what can you expect of a kind of kinky plot device?).<\/p>\n

I hope you had as much fun reading the story as I had writing it. If you are into \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Star Trek\u00e2\u20ac\u009d, please check out my epic AU \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The Resilience of Hope\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Cheers,
Juno<\/p>\n

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“One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.”
\u00e2\u20ac\u201c Friedrich Nietzsche<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u00c2\u00ab<\/a> \u00e2\u2122\u00a5\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00bb<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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