Ever since she died, I had nothing to carry me forward. I just moved without thinking, did my chores without having any idea what I was doing, and did my homework absentmindedly. I surprisingly kept a straight A- in school, which my parents failed to notice. She would have noticed. She would have noticed he no longer had a soul. She would have noticed his soul died when She died.
I no longer have that crush on Mrs. Edmunds. I found out long ago that I crushed on Mrs. Edmunds because she was so similar to Her. Mrs. Edmunds was an artist, and so was She. Mrs. Edmunds and Her were both incredibly talented, and were both loners in school. It was Her that I loved, and I could no longer tell Her that, because She was taken from me, swept from me, and left an empty shell in it's place. That shell is now me.
Terabithia is now cold and barren. It is in the middle of a horrible civil war. May Belle, stupid, never bothered to take care of the kingdom. She got bored of it within a week. I sat down, stared into the kingdom from across the bridge, hearing cries of our once great warriors, hearing swords slashing, snarling of the Dark Master's powerful creatures. Even the forest itself is starting to decline. With the lost of Her Queen, Her Creator, Terabithia is now starting the declination, the declination of the once powerful kingdom.
The Prophecy of the ancient seer states:
As our great kingdom enters the civil warEnters its inevitable declination
The creatures of the Dark Master will come
The creatures of the Dark Master will destroy
And only, only if the King and Queen of Terabithia is present
Will we be able to fend off the Dark Master
The inevitable will happen when our Queen dies
And it shall be the King's responsibility to search
The King shall search for all eternity
Until he is reunited with our Queen
Only then, can the magic of Terabithia once again be restored
Restored from the evil of the Dark Master.
So I search. Within years, Terabithia has become living hell. The Dark Master has destroyed the mighty bridge, so none could enter, or leave. The Dark Master has seized power, taken over the mighty land of Terabithia. I continue to search. Then, one day, at the age of 92, I fall asleep.
As a wake up, I see a shining bright face in front of me. Leslie…it was the first time I had said that name since She died.
"Jess…together, we will fight of the Dark Master. As the ancient prophecy says:
Until he is reunited with our Queen.
Only then, can the magic of Terabithia once again be restored
Restored from the evil Dark Master.
"Jess…follow me."
So the two reunited royal couple, flies down from heaven, and wreaks havoc on the Dark Master's growing kingdom. By now, the borders have spread. The entire city is under the grasp and mercy of the Dark Master. The two, with love so strong, blasts away the creatures of dark with their forever shining bond. The Dark Master shrieks in agony, then disappears into the light, the light of freedom.