This is it! The epilogue! The end of the game/story! I had a lot of fun writing this :) And thank you to all my readers and everyone who reviewed!

The energy walls surrounding Link and Ganondorf vanished; Epona galloped over to Link and nuzzled him. Zelda dismounted the horse and walked over to Link. Her right hand was glowing.

"Princess…your hand is shining," Link said, puzzled.

"I know. Look," she said happily.

Smiling, the Princess of Hyrule raised the back of her right hand. Emblazoned on it were the Triforces of Power and Wisdom.

"How did you—" Link began. Zelda quieted him with a gentle smile.

"When a wielder of the Triforce dies, their power goes to another chosen one. Since I had the piece of Wisdom in the first place, when Ganondorf died I gained his Power…but with the wisdom to use it properly."

"So this proves that Ganon's dead…" Link said, the relief in his voice evident.

He paused, pondering the Princess's words more carefully.

"What sort of power has it given you," Link asked, curious.

Zelda bit her lip thoughtfully.

"I suppose one of them would be to communicate over far distances…Ganondorf must have had a way of contacting his minions. The others I'm sure I'll figure out sooner or later."

She turned and looked at the sky; it was twilight still, but a natural one, for the sun was setting. Zelda turned back to Link, pausing to pat Epona. Her blue eyes sparkled with light.

"Link…I—"

The Princess froze suddenly, her eyes glazed over. Zelda blinked once, then nodded.

"I see…Link, the Light Spirits have told me that Midna has been restored to her proper form!"

Link gasped.

"Where is she? Is she alive," he asked breathlessly.

Zelda looked around, then pointed; Link saw a faint black shape on the horizon. The two of them raced over and stopped. Link and Zelda gasped.

Lying prone upon the ground was a beautiful, blue skinned woman, a far cry from the imp Link had known. She was about as tall as Zelda; her clothes were black and more revealing. Her hair was reddish orange and flowed in front of her gracefully. A long robe covered her back; upon her head was a thin crown.

Midna's eyes were closed, and she didn't appear to be breathing. Link felt for a pulse, worried suddenly. There was none. He looked at Zelda and shook his head bitterly.

"She's gone."

Zelda's eyes filled up with tears as she looked to the sky and its setting sun.

"It's the light…when my soul was restored she must have lost--Oh, Midna…."

What seemed to be four miniature suns made them both gasp and shield their eyes. Hyrule's Light Spirits floated above them softly; the one named Lanayru spoke.

"Princess Zelda…Link…Midna is not lost yet. If you would combine the might of the Triforce of Power with our light, and transfer them into Midna…we feel she may yet dwell in the light."

Link and Zelda glanced at each other and nodded; Zelda then gazed at the Light Spirits and raised her right hand.

"I am ready, spirits…"

Link spared a glance at the two Princesses, shielded his eyes, and waited.

The Spirits of Light nodded and began to shine with the same brilliance as when they made the Light Arrows; Zelda's hand gleamed with red light. The light orbs in the Spirits' hands converged with each other to form a single orb; it seemed a star had landed on earth. Zelda raised her hand higher; a red, blazing orb was released from her palm.

Red merged with gold, then, and the sphere of power and light drifted into Midna's body. The light faded; Link opened his eyes. Zelda was standing next to him. The Light Spirits had vanished.

In front of him was Midna, her orange-red eyes shining with happiness and understanding. She gazed at Link for a moment longer, then turned to Zelda.

"Thank you, Princess…"

"You're welcome," Zelda whispered.

Both Princesses turned to Link, smiling. His mouth was agape, his eyes aimed at Midna. Link didn't say a word; a grin crept across his face.

"What? Say something," Midna said, giggling a bit. Link continued to stare.

Midna blinked and looked at Link again. Still nothing. She smirked.

"Am I so beautiful you've no words left?"

At this Zelda was annoyed slightly, but she continued to smile at Link.

"Link," she asked. No response.

Zelda gently poked him; he snapped back to life with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry…I was daydreaming…"

"Of me," Midna asked, an impish grin on her face.

"No, me, right," Zelda asked in a playful tone.

Link gazed at her, then at Zelda; he now had an impish grin and spoke playfully.

"Maybe."

All three of them laughed, Link especially. It felt good to relax after all they'd been through…

"Link, Zelda," Midna said, her tone growing serious, "I'd appreciate it if you came to the Mirror of Twilight with me…to see me home. My people need their Princess…"

"I will," Link said assuredly. "What about you, Zelda?"

Zelda nodded. "I'll go as well…rebuilding my kingdom can wait."

Midna smiled at their words.

"Thank you…both of you…Shall we be off?"

The Hero of Light and Princess of Hyrule nodded, taking Midna's hand.

The Twilight Princess clicked her fingers; the three of them dissolved in particles of blackness and shot up into the sky.

They reformed in Arbiter's Grounds, in front of the Twilight Mirror. The shining, black gold portal to Midna's realm glowed expectantly. Midna's smile faded as she looked at the doorway home.

"I guess this is goodbye, isn't it…"

She swallowed hard, eyes watering as they rested on Link.

"Light and shadow can't mix…we all know that…"

Link and Zelda were about to protest, but she cut them off with a hard stare that asked for her to continue.

Midna stepped back and gazed at both of them, eyes pleading.

"Please…never forget that there's another world bound to yours."

Link walked up to the Princess of Twilight and put an arm on her shoulder; he seemed to be thinking.

"Midna…our world of light has shadow and your realm of shadow has light. They can coexist…"

Midna shook her head; Zelda stepped forward, a gentle smile on her face.

"Midna," she sighed, "shadow and light are two sides of the same coin. One can't exist without the other…"

Zelda stood next to Link. She looked at herself, at Link, and at Midna. Her eyes lit up.

"I know now why the Goddesses left the Mirror of Twilight in Hyrule…"

Midna gazed at her with a slight smirk.

"And why is that, Twilight Princess? …Oops," she giggled.

Link chuckled; Zelda laughed as well. Then the Princess of Hyrule spoke once more.

"Because they arranged for us to meet, and to better both worlds…That's what I believe."

Midna nodded, stepping in front of the Twilight Portal, a sad smile on her face. She gazed at Hyrule's Princess and spoke softly.

"Zelda…Your heart is true, and your words warm my heart."

She continued addressing the Princess, but her gaze shifted to Link.

"If all in Hyrule are like you…you'll get along just fine. Thank you for what you've done…"

The wind began to blow; it rustled Link and Zelda's hair. Midna turned to the portal; gleaming, transparent steps appeared. She had just started up them when Link's voice stopped her.

"Midna…will we see each other again?"

Midna let out a small gasp; her eyes squeezed shut.

"Well…the Princess is right. We were destined to meet…and as long as the mirror's around, we could meet again…"

A gleaming, crystalline tear rolled down the Twilight Princess's cheek; she cupped it protectively in her hand.

"Link…I…"

Slowly, Midna released the tear; it floated gently towards the Twilight Mirror.

"See you later," she breathed.

The shining tear settled in the very center of the Mirror; to Link and Zelda's horror, spider-like cracks appeared on the mirror's surface. They grew until its entire structure seemed ready to fall away.

A memory surfaced in Link's mind. It was of Midna, an imp still, floating in front of the broken—not shattered—Mirror of Twilight…

"Only the true ruler of Twilight can utterly destroy the mirror…Zant could only break it, but the rightful heir can make it so it can never be restored…"

Never. Never. Never…

Link's eyes welled up with tears; he reached out to Midna, at a loss for words. She ignored him. Zelda started to speak, but found herself at a loss for words. She, too, started to cry.

Midna strode to the portal, pausing to look at them one last time. She committed their features to memory…Link's sandy blonde hair…his forest green tunic…his odd, floppy hat…Zelda's calm demeanor…her flowing blonde hair…her trusting, wise face…

Then she turned and stepped completely through, a sad smile on her face. In what seemed to be a shower of stardust, Midna was swept away into the Twilight Realm. The portal closed.

The Mirror of Twilight shuddered, then shattered into a thousand pieces. The frame was still complete.

The pieces of the mirror seemed to fade and vanish, and Link and Zelda knew that there was no way of finding them again.

"…I don't think she would have wanted us to find them anyway, Link," Zelda whispered, putting an arm on his shoulder.

"I know, Zelda…but still," he moaned.

Zelda took Link's hand; together, they turned and gazed at the desert sky. The sun had set, and the twilight had given way to the moon and stars.

As they turned to leave, Link glanced back at the mirror one last time.

Half of the frame was dark with shadows, and the other half shining with light.