So
the Queen, Old Gus, Anna, Anna's mother and all the people of
the kingdom lived free and peacefully, their lives like the flowers
of the garden; growing and blooming and falling away with the
seasons.
They
nurtured one another as best they knew how.
The
colors of dreams were the petals of spring, the colors of laughter
the petals of summer, and the colors of hope, the flowering garden
itself.
Far,
far away in a land long, long ago.
The
End
