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Olive Branch, by Keera (T)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: Methos/OFC
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
keerawa
Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read: Keera writes beautifully, touchingly. As a reader, you can trust her storytelling.
Olive Branch is a memory, a flashback to a violent disruption in Methos's life. The setting is an olive grove owned by a Sephardic family in Iberia, a family into which Methos, as Aaron, has married. In his emotions and reactions, Keera draws out the levels of Methos's experience in sorrow and ultimately sweetness.
a taste:
He paused, attracted by the gray-green foliage of a single olive sapling. Methos bent down and ran a practiced hand over the tiny, rough trunk, drawn into the memory of a past life.
Idra.
Idra stood at the end of a long trench lined with sun-warmed manure. She was a small woman, dark and plain-featured, with deft hands and an easy smile. Her arms were full of cuttings from the branches of their best producers. "Aaron!" she laughed, blowing a stray lock of hair away from her eyes, "are you going to help, or just stand there watching?"
Methos had gone to Iberia to help with the translations of several Greek and Arabic medical tracts into Hebrew and Latin. He had stayed for Idra. He married into the Cordovas, a local Sephardic family who owned a large olive grove. Methos had been content for seven years. Until they were destroyed. Not the trees. They were considered far too valuable. Just the family.
Olive Branch
Pairing: Methos/OFC
Author on LJ:
keerawaAuthor Website: N/A
Why this must be read: Keera writes beautifully, touchingly. As a reader, you can trust her storytelling.
Olive Branch is a memory, a flashback to a violent disruption in Methos's life. The setting is an olive grove owned by a Sephardic family in Iberia, a family into which Methos, as Aaron, has married. In his emotions and reactions, Keera draws out the levels of Methos's experience in sorrow and ultimately sweetness.
a taste:
He paused, attracted by the gray-green foliage of a single olive sapling. Methos bent down and ran a practiced hand over the tiny, rough trunk, drawn into the memory of a past life.
Idra.
Idra stood at the end of a long trench lined with sun-warmed manure. She was a small woman, dark and plain-featured, with deft hands and an easy smile. Her arms were full of cuttings from the branches of their best producers. "Aaron!" she laughed, blowing a stray lock of hair away from her eyes, "are you going to help, or just stand there watching?"
Methos had gone to Iberia to help with the translations of several Greek and Arabic medical tracts into Hebrew and Latin. He had stayed for Idra. He married into the Cordovas, a local Sephardic family who owned a large olive grove. Methos had been content for seven years. Until they were destroyed. Not the trees. They were considered far too valuable. Just the family.
Olive Branch