This is the formal end of our journey into a possible future, although there’s a tiny epilogue still to come, already written, which will be posted at about this time tomorrow. This ‘last’ chapter is a long one, 15,000 words or so, but the epilogue is very handily short, so they shouldn’t be too dreary if one thinks of them as a unit.

It’s been an adventure for me as well, and a privilege, exploring Jeff’s (Jaye Michael's) world — with his permission, I hasten to add — and I was especially pleased that he was able to read and enjoy some of the new chapters before he passed.

The story will remain posted for at least a month, but will eventually be removed, because he wanted me to try and find a real print publisher, or publish it as an e-book, to form a literary legacy that might outlast him, which wish I intend to try my best to fulfil.

Please feel quite free to copy off the "printer-friendly" version as our gift to you, and to the Big Closet community, but please don't post it elsewhere. This is still his property, and mine, and it wouldn't be nice.

Thank you,

Levanah

We must love one another or die.
 — WH Auden