MOTHER 4 Redux: Precious Jewels: Epilogue
Itâs needless to say, but, when Mina and Claus finally returned home they received got quite the chew out when they return home. The two parents yelled and screamed for hours on end and when it was finally done they cry tears of joy for their two children have returned home safe and alive.
Val was an unfortunate to witness such a mess.
The young lady and her dog was able to say the night before she left for home and her mother with a bag full of priceless gemstones and pearls. The Jones family informed her she was more than welcome to come for a visit when she wanted.
As soon as the news came that Mina and Claus returned home everyone was rushing over to see the two. Everyone asked them questions to where they went to and what they were doing. As it was predicted no one took them seriously so they decided the answer âto see the worldâ would suffice instead. Everyone seemed to buy it over the truth that they went off to fight a creature that was some embodiment of humanityâs regrets or something.
Mina chose to lock the heirlooms away in her closet under a pile of old clothes that had grown too small for her. She decided it was better like that. She preferred that her parents couldnât recall their past life as royal rulers of the Jinjirus and intended to keep it that way. She would carry the knowledge of the old world and pass it along to the next generation in time, just like Lucas did.
But for now she would live in the moment and to itâs fullest.
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Mina wakes up one day. It seems normal as ever but. . .Claus never came down for breakfast.
She decides not to question it, assuming heâs simply tired, and heads to the basement for band practice. Loud music blasts from the downstairs for hours. Within those hours the parents wonder how Claus is doing, they decide visit his room with lunch to find his room empty.
His clothes were folded and stored away in the closet and dressers like always. His desk was neat as can be, chair pushed in and all his school supplies was stored away with his bag leaning against the desk. Not a thing was out of place the exception of purple envelope resting neatly on top of his pillow.
There was not much written down, just a simple thank you addressed to the family for loving and caring for him, even if he acted like an ass, and a request not to search for him.
The parents were hysterical. Claus may of not been bound to them by blood like Mina, but he was still their son. They looked everywhere and it was a matter of time before everyone in town knew. People searched every nook and cranny of the town and even the forest but to no avail. Mina on the other hand, had an idea.
Emerald Fields.
The place where they first met and it all began. It began on a summerâs day years ago. She took off on her scooter and made way to the family farm. She was panic stricken, yes, but at the same time she was prepared. He warned her long ago he would die when the fighting ended he would die.
She walks into the barn and approaches the same spot she found him years ago. Claus was found nestled in a stack of hay with a peaceful face and serene smile. He looked like he was sleeping but his chest made no movements, making it rather clear he had already passed on.
Mina stares blankly at Clausâs unmoving body. She carefully sits on her knees, brushing back his orange bangs. She cups his cheek in her hand. Initially the the ice cold temperature of his skin makes her flinch. Her heart is clenched in a painfully tight vice grip. Tears fall with a cry of anguish.
But. . Â . truth be told, no amount of preparation could of truly prepared her for this day.
Mina weeps, hiding her face within her hands for several moments, before she decides she should move the body to somewhere better than this. Mina lugs the boy onto her back and into the house with her copy of the house key. She places Clausâs body down on his bed in the room they shared together every summer.
She stares at his body once more. Her eyes were empty and hollow, reflecting nothing but grief. She reaches out to brush his hair back once more but stops herself. Her hand limply falls to her side.
She never got the chance to tell him she loved him. . . Part of her is certain he knew however. . .and she knew he loved her like a sister and not as she loved him. Even if he never returned those feelings. . . she wanted to tell him at least. Tell him she loved him and she was so glad he came into her life.
Slowly, she exits the room. In the hollow empty home she makes a few calls and waits.
The doctor from the town quickly arrives and Clausâs body was taken away to be assessed. Her parents arrived an hour later, both hysterical. When the morning came the doctor had results. It seemed Clausâs heart was replaced along ago with an artificial heart.
Since he never went to any major hospitals it went unnoticed and without anyone to attend to it, it stopped and so he died with it. . . .Had they known sooner he could of been saved. . . but Mina knows he did not want that.
Claus died long ago and by some miracle he lived a happy life this time. . . He was glad with this life.
Beyond the beaten path lies the absolute end. It matters not who you are. . . Death awaits you.
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The first person Mina informed, besides her parents, was Olivia. Olivia was not close to Claus as Floyd or Mina was but he was still a good friend. . . and an early death for him was unforeseen.
She called up Jane to fill her in on the situation and began to strum notes on her guitar in the darkness of her room to relieve her self sadness and heartbreak as tears stream down her face.
Jane was always sensitive and a nervous wreck but she truly meant well. Claus helped her make it clear to her parents that she was not fond of the fact they wanted force her into an arranged marriage.
Claus was a good intelligent boy with much potential and promise. Thatâs why she cried so much when she got the news. Her maids attempt to get her out of her room when they heard the first sounds of sobbing but she refused to leave.
Once they managed to get into her room, Jade is long gone to the other side of town and sobbing in the arms of her beloved Floyd, soaking wet from the rain.
With his girlfriend in tears Floyd relayed the message to Chaz. Chaz took it all as a prank at first and laughed. Claus? Dead? Impossible! Floyd wasnât laughing although.
Why wasnât Floyd laughing?
Did he ruin the prank was that why he wasnât laughing?
Floyd only repeated the message and hug up to return his attention to Jane.
Chaz quickly became hysterical and was soon unable to breath through his tears to the point that Arc, who happened to be visiting his parents on that very day, had to come into his room to calm his brother.
Chaz held onto Arc tightly as if he was his only lifeline and begged for this all to be some cruel and unusual joke.
Misha was the last of the circle of friends to receive the message. She wasnât that worried as she answered the phone and peeked though the blinds of her room to watch the rain fall.
Claus was a smart kid, he would be fine. She takes a bite out of a rice ball of Chaz speaks to her in a shaky tone, when heâs finally able to spit it out Misha loses the will to eat and that bubbly attitude of herâs was blown out of the water in seconds. She didnât eat any dinner nor dessert and that worried her parents, who went to console her.
No amount of sweets, or simply food in general, could fill that hole that was ripped open by such terrible news.
From there the news got around fast and by the next day everyone knew Claus Howle had passed on. People went to the Jones household for answers but there was no one home. The whole town waits on baited breath for answers.
Days pass and the family finally returns home to deliver the news personally and even more days passed with preparations made, the wake is finally here. The whole town is able to gaze upon Claus.
He lays in an open casket dressed in his finest formal clothes, hands laying flat on top of each other on his stomach with that smile of serenity. Yellow tulips, periwinkle, dark pink roses, white and blue violets and many more beautiful flowers fill his coffin to join him in the afterlife. Mina stands alongside her parents in black, holding a portrait of Claus showing off this rare smiles.
Chaz was in a terrible state when he arrived. He yelled and screamed at the body of his friend, telling him it to wake up. He wanted Claus to yell surprise and laugh at him and everyone would join in on it.
âLet it be a jokeâ he begs but Claus did not move, he remained limp in Chazâs shaking hands with his head tilted back, flowers are split and splayed across the floor. William carefully pries Chazâs hands from Clausâs body and Arc has to pull his brother away despite screams and protests.
William carefully lays his boy back in his casket and tucks a white rose into his shirt pocket.
Mina isnât sure how but word caught on fast, somehow even Val learned about this news and came to pay her respects with her mother. What was even more surprising was the appearance of Lucas with Fuel. Pain was evident in Lucasâs blue eyes and he looked over Clausâs body.
Mina was sure he was able to recognize him as his lost brother.
It was still a mystery how Claus returned from the dead in the first place but Lucas didnât seem to question it, he seemed to be content that he was allowed to bid his brother farewell for once.
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The wheels of time spin forward with no regard to the past and with all time all wounds heal and good will rise from the heartbreak.
Rosebush Clockwork has risen to fame in the years. Theyâre without Jane, since she and Floyd took off hand in hand and with as much money as they could to elope together, but they made it work. The band still gets mail from the couple despite the distance between them.
Still, years have passed and Claus is hardly forgotten in this future. Heâs still remembered, loved and cherished. Olivia has written a song or two about Claus, and theyâve made the musical hit list for touching the hearts of so many people.
The Jones family have cleaned his room out and donated many of his belongings to those who would need them. The family keep a few moments and memories of Claus ranging from pictures or items he personally prizes. Mina keeps his silver pocket watch, which originally was a gift from William.
Mina looks up from said watch as someone takes an awkward seat next to her on the bus stop bench. She peers over her sunglasses to look at the newcomer.
It was a young man with scraggy black hair, bundled up in a heavy forest green coat that reaches his knees. Heavy denim covers his legs and worn black sneakers on his feet.
She was glad he had no interest in her, rather the paper his brown eyes stared intently in his hands. She didnât need anyone bothering her while on a short termed vacation.
âJones residents. . .â He says softy, exhaling a puff of air in the cold air. Okay. Whatâs up with that?
âWhy would you want to go there?â Mina asks. He blinks before scratching at his blush stained cheeks.
âOh, sorry, was I talking too loud?â The blonde simply shakes her head. âI see. . .Well, I have an internship with Mr. Jones.â
âOh, so youâre the person boarding at home?â Mina droned. She stands up, shaking snow from her shoulders and offers a hand to the young man. âWillamina Jones. You seem pretty lost, why donât I help you out huh?â He looks to her hand before smiling and giving it a shake.
âMiles Moore.â
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âMattie said he wants to stay here.â Khrystie says as she unpacks things away in the small house theyâve purchases in a far away country.
It was a small quaint house in a clearing among tall stone walls. Outside the house nature is abundant in itâs beauty, a single waterfall covers over the wall and fills the small pond with clear water and flowers bloom in just about ever available location in the green grass.
Her love casts her a tired glance, heâs a bit weary but the look soon fades when he recalls the origins of Matt. Heâs the adopted son of Khrystie and much like his mother he is far more older than he appears.
Residing in the human world wouldnât kill him. . . heâs apparently ventured off into this realm on his own many times before. The kid is more like his mother than he realizes.
âIf thatâs what he wants.â
âDo you like children?â He blinks. What a weird question. . .
âHuh? Yeah?â
âI want to adopt when finally settle down.â He makes a small strangled sound as Khrystie sits on his lap. She looks at him with smiles and cheer. He sighs, grabbing her by forearms and dragging her down to wrap arms around her waist. A large hand strokes her long blonde hair.
âThat doesnât sound bad. . .â she smiles, curling up on his chest. He sighs. Ex-warrior or not sheâs such a child. . .
A single blue butterfly flaps itâs wings on the window still before flapping itâs wings and taking off into the sky.
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Do you wish for your adventure to end now?
Yes >No
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Death is inevitable. Itâs a common fact about life but we should not fear itâs eternal essence despite the shortness of life. We should live everyday and life to itâs fullest. The impact we will leave on others will always be significant and a reminder to how special we truly are.
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She ate the forbidden fruit. The fruit of dreams and hope. Hope was sweet but the despair that followed was even sweeter.
Man lost a dream.
Man lost hope.
Man gave up.
Watching man fall was all too sweet. She wanted more. She stole more of the forbidden fruits and watched them all give up.
She was kicked out of home land and bared from the fruits. The tree lost itâs fruits for the season, She screamed. It would not matter. She would return just like the fruit and they would bow before her in time.
The sweet flavor of despair was addicting.















