…two months after I started writing the draft.
I have promised myself I’m not going to look at it for a couple of days. Next week I will polish it up, then send it off to the first readers.
It feels very strange to be done with this trilogy, with its convoluted history. Reese and Hirianthial have been waiting a long time for their audience. I’m pretty sure that’s why I cried when I wrote the last sentences, rather than because the imaginary people in my head feel more real than real people, some days.
Either way, I think this one has a pretty spiffy Happily Ever After.