However, I can write an acrostic:
Either we continue on from whence we came, or
Nodding off to another level, we
Divine that the end was just the beginning.
A story finishes with The End. Kaput. But is the story finished? Do the characters live on, at least in the reader’s mind? If so, the story and the characters are never-ending.
A week before my dad died he announced, “I’ve decided that, when I die, it’s over. There is nothing left. I don’t go anywhere. It is truly the end.”
I held his hand when he released his last breath.
He was wrong.