Disclaimer: I don't own the Valar, or Middle-Earth. Really. (Happy Manwë? *harumph*)

Authors Note: See end of chapter.

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-No Eyes Needed-

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-Epilogue-

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Two figures stood, watching, as a small boat carrying three passengers landed on the shores of the Undying Lands. As the new arrivals greeted those waiting for them, one of the two watching figures spoke.

"The tale is done, they have come at last into the West." he said.

"As we knew they would." his companion replied sagely.

"One does have to wonder, however, how long it shall take before she comes looking for answers." the first said thoughtfully.

"Judging from the company she keeps, not long." the other replied wryly.

"And what shall we tell her?" the first one queried.

"That it was a gift to aid her in finding her family, which she would not have found otherwise." the other replied promptly.

"Ah, that is a clever story." the first one said with a chuckle.

"I thought so. At least it will not be the truth." the other said sheepishly.

"Yes, no one besides us two ever needs to know THAT particular truth, Manwë, my friend." the first one said with a small shudder.

"I doubt they would believe it was the truth even if we told them." Manwë said wryly.

"Or we both might end up getting what we deserve." his friend replied briskly.

"Which is?" Manwë asked with curiosity.

"A swift kick in the pants." the other replied with a grin.

"Well how were we to know that the wine was as strong as it was?" Manwë said defensively.

"We could have asked." his friend said with a roll of his eyes.

"YOU could have asked, you mean. You were the one that found it, Mandos." Manwë retorted.

"And paid for it later when Yavanna found out." Mandos grumbled.

"At least none of them found out about what we did while inebriated." Manwë said cheerfully.

"Thank Eru for that." Mandos said with conviction.

"Thank Eru indeed." Manwë agreed, as sincere as his friend.

-C'est Finis-

A/N: Alright, so Valar getting drunk isn't exactly the most clever reason for how Elisandra ended up with her sight...but it is damn funny! Also, I forgot somewhere between the beginning of this fic and the end what my reason for Elisandra's sight was going to be...

ANYWAYS. I've already gotten many reviews asking for a sequel (about WHAT?! Everything got wrapped up!) and I know I'm probably going to get lots of reviews asking for me to at least write another story. Well, I can't guarantee anything at this point, but - I do have an idea for another FanFic, and I MIGHT expand on 'Consequences'. Big might, though - for some reason the story doesn't really interest me. As for my other idea, I'm not sure if I'm going to have the patience to finish a FanFiction based on it. It has the plot of a very LONG story, and involves Mary-Sue bashing (I get to bash my own stories! Hee...) and angst (which I've sorely missed in this FanFic), and a little romance, yes.

So yeah, that's all for me on this story. See y'all around the 'net, and possibly in reviews!

-Crimson Starlight