[Plot: Wonderful Life]
[As the sun rises over the snowy town of Bedford Falls, the hearth disappears, and the sleighs go missing. The ice on the pond thins, and the twinkling lights beyond go dark. The woods lose their magic, and all travelers are returned to precisely where they were when the evening began. Alters and characters join once more, and the world resumes its normal course. No injuries remain, not even a scratch, and only one sentence is writ on the journals across the network come morning:]
"Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?"
"Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?"