"So I staked a lean-to with my rifle and draped my coat around it. And I held onto her while the storm closed in around us. And I kept talking to her to keep her from slipping away. And it snowed for a day and a night and a day; and when I couldn't talk anymore I took her fingers and I put them in my mouth to keep them warm... I don't remember losing consciousness but I do remember being aware that I was dying... And then I heard her voice. She was reciting a poem. Over and over. And I couldn't make out the words but I couldn't stop listening. She had the most beautiful voice. It was as though I had known her forever. Across a thousand lifetimes... " - Constable Benton Fraser

Part 2 of Victoria Lost I guess. I did this picture a long time ago. I kinda hate it, esp Victoria's arm. Hopefully, this will be the last of the sappy het for awhile. Don't worry there'll prolly be plenty of silly het though. ^_^ Bring on the slash i say!