Congratulations!
Another completed fic! Yay!
I thought the last chapter will be about them settling in when they move back to Sunnydale. But skipping 16 years is even better! Muchly with the better.
While I'm sad that Mr Maclay died alone, somehow I can't find it in my heart to blame either Tara or Donnie. It's bad to say "he deserved it", but he did bring it upon himself. The funeral itself was sad and intense, as was the people attending the wake
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leaving behind casseroles in white containers and brownies in glass pans
which somehow felt very very sad.
Over the years we've been introduced to many W/T children, and I must say your Shylee, with only a small appearance, has already made an impression.
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The use of magic to conceive had never been an option as they both knew the importance of respecting the natural order things and were well versed on the repercussions for miss use.
Magical conception works for some situations, and I love fics where they have kids that way. But for this one, you're right, this fic is very much all.about.nature and the desire not to disturb the natural order of things is fitting.
I wasn't surprised when they mention the realtor, though I was disappointed too.
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"There really are a lot of memories here…"
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"And not just having to do with us...they are of my mother too…" Tara set her jaw firm. "We can't sell this place Will. I can't sell this place. It's a part of me...it's a part of us."
Tara is right, they can't sell the place. And well done to Willow for understanding her love so well.
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Willow came into the room and crossed the room to stand by Tara. The blonde wasn't looking at her; her gaze was focused out the window at some point in the distance. Willow looked out, but could see nothing but the sea of Sunflowers.
Not the ending, though the image of fireflies gathering to pay their respect to the farmhouse before dispersing is simply beautiful, for me the paragraph that grabbed my attention was this one. Willow walking up to Tara -- just like the first time, of Willow and Ira coming into town. Tara being pensive, cos there is a lot for her to think about. And of course the Sunflowers, the beautiful sunflowers that give this story its unique atmosphere and feel. I don't know if it's morning or night there, but I can see the moon peeping out, even during the day sometimes we can see the moon, so that's the image that will be in my head.
Like I said, congratuations! Many congratulations!
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