章節 189: Epilogue.

It was a warm, clear night, full of stars wherever up one could see. The Milky way stripes of white and brown transversed the sky from one side to another, and a wonderful crescent moon said hello to Earth with her white face full of craters.

Everyone sat at the top of the hill, where green, shiny grass offered a nice bed to stargaze, and mossy rocks around were the perfect places for one to sit. Sasha Volkov, the young immigrant from the Soviet Union —and one of her closest friends— played a soothing piece with his acoustic guitar.

"Hey, Vanilla, what are you doing now?" Cookie King, her best friend asked, wearing a white dress with her long, golden hair tied on a loose braid. "You've been writing too much lately."

"Me? Ah yes," Vanilla responded, wearing a lilac dress and holding a notebook, where she quickly wrote and erased with a pencil. "It's… a book. I've been writing, you know?"