“So, you see, Bill, I do not know the end of our story. Not yet. I know Thiyya has defeated the djinn, Lunja has tricked the sultan, Shahrazad and Dinarzade are safe. The girl and the boy have crossed the sea. The adventure is over. But us? I do not know if I will ever see you again. I do not know what is waiting for me along the road of bones. I know the powers that make our worlds are strong like djinns. These same djinns also build the walls that keep us apart. But remember when we were together, on the sea. Think of me sometimes, when you are home, in England, safe. And this I know. We lived in a country with no borders. We slept in a house with no walls. We said our prayers, at an altar that was not built with hands. And I know, too, that I love you. Aya”