Just to say that this is the work of the UK-based artist @foragedfibres (instagram, Facebook) and that she often uses native British plants that she collects without damaging the environment, like dandelion stems, flag iris, English Ivy, etc. She also uses plants that behave invasively, like bindweed. But in general she is using indigenous UK plants that are overlooked and/or unwanted, and harvesting them ethically.
A minor accident brings a disproportionately anxious response from SkekGra, and in the aftermath he opens up to UrGoh more about what it was like to be a skeksis among skeksis. In the course of this conversation, he also reveals how his hind arms came to be in their current state. UrGoh suggests something that might help them both to further healing, but SkekGra sees it as extremely risky.
Also, hand-holding is very important.
Summary of the fic as a whole:
As SkekGra and UrGoh settle into life at the Circle of the Suns, they grapple with the nature of the bond that calls them to unity, the burdens of both their pasts, and a new connection that’s started to form between them–one that feels almost as powerful as the first, true bond.
This is a story of touch, breath, and laughter; a story of sugar, smoke, and spice. A story of being known. Of desire. Of letting go of shame. And of the irresistible nature of life, no matter the dread of the beginning and the mystery of the end.
“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” –from “Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver
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