I imagine the boy and the stag meeting again… Maybe they’d meet somewhere and how through the clouds and passed Earth’s binds.
Where there are no birds or butterflies… only the two of them, in different shapes and forms. Perhaps with the same eyes so they may find each other.

This is only cautionary if you take it so. Some things exist without propaganda, did you know? So fall in love and shake your anger if you wish. Do what you wish, sometimes even at the expense of others.

Feel and be. That is the lesson of every story.

Aponi will find her love, if not in someone else, inside herself.
Chuchip will keep running and growing while Ashkii exists inside and in the sky.