I find myself with that odd mix of feelings that you get when you have finished reading a series of books you love. There is the joy and elation of being swept along with a story that has reached an end, but the twinge of regret that it is over and there is no more to be read.
A while ago I was able to determine what I like(d) about larp. For me it has always been about story and losing myself within it. So I give a heartfelt thank you to all the writers, refs and players who made Marain's story such a joy. It's sad to think that mine and his paths won't cross again.