Lucius and Oubliette have been dragged through hell. The Broken Bows have lost leadership, gained it, and found themselves in further disarray. Just when things were looking up, disaster struck again. It’s the Holidays. A time that should’ve been spent with family. Opening presents and drinking copious jugs of eggnog. Instead, I’m not. I’m fighting for sanity. I’m fighting the need to scream at the injustice of what we’ve gone through. I’m lonely, I’m sad, I’m broken. It’s no one’s fault but his. He… Should be here. He's not though. He left me alone in a world without him. The why doesn’t matter anymore. I'm so mad. If he were here, I’d kick his ass. I can’t tell her why. I can’t tell her I’m sorry. I can’t even send flowers to apologize. What I can do is fight. Fight for my freedom and find a way to return to her. Oubliette is all that consumes me and my only reason to live. I swore when I made the decision to do this that I would save her further pain, yet, I caused more. This is the conclusion to the love that is Oubliette and Lucius. It can’t be said that all love is beautiful, there is certain tragedy to it. Some more than others._****_