Page 102 of Mountains of Mist and Magic

“You're glowing,” he said, taking her hand.

“Every bride glows on her wedding day,” she replied, beaming.

“No, it's your necklace.”

She glanced down to see her aragonite necklace was indeed glowing and shimmering in the sunlight.

“You were missing from my life, and now I've found you,” she whispered.

“And you'll never lose me,” he vowed.

As the sun set and their vows were exchanged, a hush fell over the beach. Esmeralda surveyed their friends and family, marveling at how, from a ruined world, they'd forged families, found love and happiness. They'd come together, weaving the perfect family.

It was as if by magic.

The End