From a novella I read online, linked on an obscure forum I go back to from time to time from the days of my youth, titled: The Seven Magical Lives of Aideen and Ciaran Brennan.
"The last sentence in the tale gives a clue to the denouement of Aideen's short and bitter life if only you know how to follow it. “If you are looking for the epilogue of this story then I must tell that I took it with me to my grave.”
Those who must follow every story to its conclusion may find the meaning of these words as I have if they refuse to give up. If you take a walk down a certain river you will eventually come to a small park midway between the bright and the shady part of town. Here they use the phrase “from across the bridge” instead of “from across the tracks.” Precisely 59 feet behind the swingset next to a bend in the river sit entwined a bent weeping willow, 21 feet high and a stiff, straight birch, 38 feet high, under which a dedicated seeker will find a pair of grave markers with a single epitaph, with the lines from the right continuing on the left: “Here lie Aideen and Ciaran Brennen whose tragic lives could not be saved merely by a story.”
Beneath the grave when I found it rested two asphodels. If you should happen upon it you will find that three grow there for I planted one for myself, for not writing a good enough story. For those who are not students of history as I am, the asphodel is a flower of death. In the language of flowers it means my regrets follow you to the grave and in the tradition of Greek mythology the Fields of Asphodel are were rest the souls of those who accomplished performed neither heinous acts not heroic deeds. If you are sent to the Elysian fields you may return up to two times to life and if you are sent back each time you may travel on to the isle of the blessed. But no matter how many times you relive your life in your mind, even seven times, you cannot walk out from among the asphodels."
This was the first draft of the story and I imagine it could do with some editing but alas the author no longer posts on the forum. This particular section, the epilogue written by the narrator, is literally exploding with meaning like the bloating gases trying to escape a corpse, as is the title. For those of you with a discerning eye, you may locate the references to a certain pop culture phenomenon in the tale, though you'd have to be a little obsessed with it to dig out every little thing. This section is perhaps excessively sentimental but that's rather the point given the idea its playing off of. This particular novella bases quite a lot of symbolism on that work, but the story alluded to in the epitaph, which is the author's main focus writing wise, has only a small plot line concerned with said phenomenon.
I'm not really sure how much impact the epilogue can have if you haven't read the story but the thread didn't say we had to pick a popular work to be moved by.