Summary
This wasn't how it was supposed to be, Beatrice thought. The story was supposed to have a happy end, one where he finally found his way home, one where he got his girl and lived his life. But no, instead he ended up on her doorstep, confused and alone, with giant gaps in his memory and a lantern in hand... "the" lantern. Now, all that was left was for Wirt to mourn his own death.