Mists Clearing
Hazen inspects the crater that was Chendl in Furyondy. The stars are shining a bit more brightly than they have been. He gazes up at the Lesser Griffon, whose wing always points north. (A detail from Gary Gygax's Gord the Rogue novels.)
An Angel is walking with him.
"Sometimes, I think people don't appreciate what they have until it's gone. Clean air. I can smell the difference already. The stars are brighter." He breathes deeply. "The air feels like it is being renewed in some way."
"I have lived long enough not to take things for granted. I was an old man when the Greyhawk Wars started 40 years ago. I have learned to be grateful for each moment."
"I hope my message to Toril and Oerth helped. I am sad over the situation in the UC of Toril. However, I have faith that it will resolve itself. Faith manages, love endures. Faith can help you find your way through difficult times, although it may require hard work and self examination. Love endures over time. I have lost friends and family through the years, but in a sense they are with me still. I have counseled those who have lost those dear to them to carry that persons memories and incorporate the best traits of that person in their hearts."
"I have faith. I have faith that the worlds will be made whole. Of course, it will not be easy. I hope others shall clean up the Red Waste. To quote a writer from Earth, the world is a fine place and well worth the fighting for."