Friday, February 16, 2018

Endings

            It is at the end that all stories, for life is made up of them, find their true state of being. It is not possible to really perceive something until it has ended. It is in endings that we find both sadness and joy, we find a sense of profound loss and also a sense of gaining something. It is in the endings that we feel the wash of every emotion we have felt throughout cascade upon us, and it can bring tears or laughter, smiles or frowns, can lighten your heart or make it weight more than a million tons.

            It is the ending that makes you contemplate all the places the story has taken you and all the things that you felt. The ending is a crescendo of emotion that can be both overwhelming and yet satisfying, it’s the feeling of lying down after hard work, of returning home after a long journey or of having a great amount of worry lifted from your shoulders.

            In short it is the ending of things that will leave them in your mind for the rest of your life, not necessarily because they’ll make you remember what happens during the process of the story ending, but because they make you remember all the points where you felt elated or crushed during the story, every time you didn’t know if the hero would make it, or when you felt suspense for what would come next, when you just couldn’t wait to turn that page.



            That, in essence, is an ending.

So this is yet another short passage/micro story thing that I came across while searching my old blog for content to transfer over. The original explanation text said that I had just finished reading the last book in a series and was feeling a little overwhelmed, so I sat down and just wrote what popped into my mind. For better or worse here it is. 

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