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// Scattered Pages Coda - Closing 
// Story: Marginalia - App Stories and Odds and Ends from Ponyville Ciderfest 
// by Nyronus 
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Fizzy was a simple kirin. She had many interests and talents, things she loved, things that annoyed her, and many places she’d been, and on this day, she found herself alone, seated at a table. In her magic was held a book, and on her face was a soft smile.
“Wha’cha reading?”
Fizzy looked up and blinked in surprise.
“Oh, uh… a book?” Her smile became sheepish.
The pony laughed as she pulled in across from her. “I know that. What kind of book? I love the cover! It’s very pretty.” The pony’s smile was warm and curious.
Fizzy’s expression softened as she put the book down. She ran a hoof over the cover and gave that soft smile again. “Friends of mine… well, they kind of wrote it. It’s sort of a book of memories from an adventure we all had together.”
“Oooh! An adventure.” The mare’s eyebrows waggled in excitement. “Tell me more!”
Fizzy giggled. “It’s a bit of a long story.”
“I’ve got time!” The mare grinned. “If you don’t mind, that is.”
 Fizzy leaned forward and her smile became a grin. After all, there was little Fizzy loved more than sharing joy with others. “Alright, buckle in, then,” Fizzy said, getting comfortable. “So it all started when I was asked to help with a convention…”
The two talked on into the afternoon, and while there were no lights, no portals, and no characters leaping from pages, a kind of magic happened. Fizzy shared her story – her thoughts and feelings, her regrets and triumphs – and in doing so, part of her story found new life in another. Even if Fizzy never saw this mare again, that story would live on in her. Coming to her in idle moments, springing to mind in conversation, falling into her considerations. On and on. 
Stories beget stories. What we do, and what we say, and what we dream lives on in others. 
And there are always more pages to be written.