Disclaimer: I do no own TMNT.

Warnings: Confusion may ensue
Mindless Babble: I wasn't going to do this but then when I wrote it out; it tied in so well with both fics that I decide to post it. (That and I felt sorry for Reinbeauchser) Yes I know it's short. But there wasn't much more to be said. A virtual cookie goes out to the first person to figure out who all these people are. (Don't worry if you don't get it. They all pop up in "Raphael's Inferno". Well, all but one and you don't need to know her.)
Oh- the title of the story, which only Sassy asked about, loosely translates into "Letters to the Dead". (Directly translated, it means Dead People Letters) Thanks Jase-chan!

Epilogue/ Prologue
The Gathered Ones

They watched. They learned. They marveled at the love expressed. They wondered how this could have happened. And they acted.

"This was not my choice," the woman in black said.

"It was not her doing," added the large, black bird the perched on the woman's shoulder.

"This was not intended," said the man with the quill in hand.

"It must be rectified," said the man with the painter's brush.

"No one should be alone like that," a soft voice said from the shadows.

"This task you have set before me, yet again, will be done. Gladly." This voice is young.

A flash of silver fell as a scythe tore open a portal in the fabric of space. The young child smiled and bowed before slipping through it. The portal closed and the story began again.

Words fell from pomegranate colored lips. "Now we wait."

"And hope," said the writer

"And pray," said the painter.