As she took a last bow � graceful, smiling � everyone watched. The curtain fell before her, obscuring her eyes and those of they who observed. But unlike times so many, it would not part again. * This had been her last grand performance. * As Glorea Lairren, she discovered uncharted worlds and brought to the light the legends they held as theirs. As a common woman, she hid herself within herself. As Alexandra Baucage, she was a person like any other, who loved and felt, wept and knelt. * And these words she scribes: "Be virtuous! Be strong! Be courageous! Love and be loved, and when you aren't loved, love still more. Above all else love your Creator, He Who gives all. Worry not for what others say: Worry only for what you would say of yourself. Flaws serve only to aid us in our journey to perfection. Comfort one another, and be not deceived by appearances: Do you think smilers never cry? Smilers smile *because* they cry. Let always your conscience be your guide, lest you fall and have only yourself to blame. Be always brave. Know that you're always loved. Never stop loving." * And so falls a silence in the stage and auditorium. And in a little desk backstage lies the page which boasts possession of this: her last monologue.