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Fic: Blood Oranges, 1/1
Blood Oranges 1/1
Author: The Black Mare
Rating: FRT
Spoilers: up to “Hush” and AU from there
Distribution: just let me know where it’s going
Feedback: bigblackmare@yahoo.com
Author’s Notes: This story is a belated contribution to Antennapedia's "Rupertus Domesticus" ficathon, which is actually more like an anthology, because she is so merciful about deadlines. Thanks gobs to Antenna and M for beta help with this. Those who wish to refresh their memories of “Mowgli’s Brothers” by Rudyard Kipling can do so here, courtesy of the Guttenburg Project: http://www.xs4all.nl/~vangeijt/junglebo
The EU declared the blood orange’s native terrain in Sicily a protected geographic area because until quite recently, it was the only place where these oranges grow. Blood oranges are now cultivated in California [the Moro variety] and Texas [the Tarocco variety]. These orchards are quite new, and didn’t exist during Giles’s time in Sunnydale.
( As he set the last eerily beautiful orange down on his kitchen counter and tidied away the grocery bag, Giles thought about the volcano. )
Author: The Black Mare
Rating: FRT
Spoilers: up to “Hush” and AU from there
Distribution: just let me know where it’s going
Feedback: bigblackmare@yahoo.com
Author’s Notes: This story is a belated contribution to Antennapedia's "Rupertus Domesticus" ficathon, which is actually more like an anthology, because she is so merciful about deadlines. Thanks gobs to Antenna and M for beta help with this. Those who wish to refresh their memories of “Mowgli’s Brothers” by Rudyard Kipling can do so here, courtesy of the Guttenburg Project: http://www.xs4all.nl/~vangeijt/junglebo
The EU declared the blood orange’s native terrain in Sicily a protected geographic area because until quite recently, it was the only place where these oranges grow. Blood oranges are now cultivated in California [the Moro variety] and Texas [the Tarocco variety]. These orchards are quite new, and didn’t exist during Giles’s time in Sunnydale.
( As he set the last eerily beautiful orange down on his kitchen counter and tidied away the grocery bag, Giles thought about the volcano. )
