The Old Guard: Fanfic: When

[schoolsasaint]

Title: When
Fandom: The Old Guard
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 124
Summary: Africa, the mother of all lands. It brings back memories.

She likes Africa. The music of it, ringing, circling, crashing back on itself. She had walked the length and breadth of it, long ago, when the land was lush and green. When her kind were only just becoming the hunters, rather than the hunted.

Andy still likes to listen to it, likes to lie back while the rising sun begins to burn away the cool dark. It's a sound similar enough, her memory faded enough, that the gulf of time disappears behind the shelter of her eyes. When she gets up, she will go and track down the day's dinner, teach a gaggle of children a game with sticks, maybe weave a wrap, and the horizon will be a riot of gold streaked green.

Comments

[tarlanx]

Lovely ficlet

[schoolsasaint]

Thanks!