There is a strange quiet after a great struggle.
The swan boat was ashore outside the Tunnel of Love. Chilly was back on his wheels, and reattached to Clipper Greenfellow. As they stood there, they each knew that their lives would be different somehow. Friendships had been made, great journeys taken, battles fought and won, enemies were now allies. Billy stood looking at the confusion all around him. Talking gloves and paintbrushes, ancient toy warrior spoons . . . It was hard to get used to. Ollie was sitting on his shoulder and could tell Billy was shivering a little as he picked up Pegasus from the grass.
“I guess we’ll have to find a new word for all of this,” said Ollie.
“It was a real adventure,” said Billy.
“Not A-venture?”
“Nope. That’s a little kid’s word. This was an Adventure.”
Ollie thought about that. He wondered if he and Billy would ever have another huge A-venture again. The wind began to pick up, and something bright in the sky caught their attention. It was the fireflies, weaving in and out until they formed two familiar shapes. One was the Nina. And the other? They weren’t sure at first, and then they all knew.
“It’s Zozo,” whispered Elephant in awe. Every toy, Creep, and piece of Junk began to whisper his name again and again.
“Zozo.” “Zozo.” “Zozo.”