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bury my heart (underneath these trees) by Singing_Siren
Fandoms: Motherland: Fort Salem (TV)
29 Sep 2022
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A familiar feeling washes over her, that calming shade of purple, the taste of whiskey on her tongue, dirt under her feet. Her breath catches in her throat. Something in Tally’s chest cracks, and she lets out a low whimper.
It can’t be, she thinks, this is a trick, it has to be. But the purple and gold grows bigger at the edges of her vision, and the ground rumbles with a familiar type of Work, so different from the Tarim Seeds that rock the earth closer to the compound.
She takes in a shaky breath and turns her head, guided by her sight once more. Oh Goddess. Sarah.
Or: Sarah Alder is born to a full moon, to a forest alight with life around her. There's fire in her eyes as she takes in the electricity arcing against her skin, her nails are too-sharp and her mouth hangs open like a starving wolf, like a predator. Without the Biddies and the Accords to temper her flames, she is ethereal and wild.Bookmarked by Tinkerbell44
30 Sep 2022