Well guys... I believe I told you this story has ended...

But another is just beginning.

Behold the Epilogue, and the Echoes that follow...

For a final time, I update this fic, tying it directly into the epic tale of Guardian's life in full.

~Talicor

Silence… Solitude…

That is all that remains.

Soft leaves flutter in the breeze, trees undulating with quiet life at the unseen force. Birds perch amidst the flora of the small grotto in harmony with the hushed atmosphere of this sacred place. And in the center…

There kneels a dark figure, unmoving from his position of mourning at the base of a granite slab, name upon it long worn with time. Dust scatters from the form's shoulders at the kiss of wind. Still, he remains undisturbed, cowled and hidden from the galaxy…

Until now.

Boot steps approach from a path long unused, sound muffled by the thick carpeting of grass, long and lush in the summer afternoon… Three strangers being the source as they stumble through the brush, almost disturbing the sacred peace upon the grove. Eyes widen at the frozen scene, and a single wanderer steps forward…