#ellen fraser

So perfectly placed in the episode, too.

The show is at its best when it directly presents the source material!

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“I saw my mother in her coffin,” he said at last. His thumb touched my ear, drew down the curve of helix and lobule, and I shivered at his touch.

“The women had plaited her hair, to be seemly, but my father wouldna have it. I heard him. He didna shout, though, he was verra quiet. He would have his last sight of her as she was to him, he said. He was half-crazed wi’ grief, they said, he should let well alone, be still. He didna trouble to say more to them, but went to the coffin himself. He undid her plaits and he spread out her hair in his two hands across the pillow. They were afraid to stop him.”

He paused, his thumb stilled.

“I was there, keepin’ quiet in the corner. When they all went out to meet the priest, I crept up close. I hadna seen a dead person before.”

I let my fingers curl over the ridge of his forearm, quietly. My mother had left me one morn ing, kissed my forehead, and slid in the clip that fell out of my curly hair. I had never seen her again. Her coffin had been closed.

“Was it—her?”

“No,” he said softly. His eyes were half-lidded as he looked into the fire. “Not quite. The face had the look of her, but no more. Like as if someone had set out to carve her from birch wood. But her hair—that was still alive. That was still . . . her.”

I heard him swallow, and half-clear his throat.

“The hair lay down across her breast, so it covered the child who lay with her. I thought per haps he wouldna like it; to be smothered so. So I lifted up the locks of red to let him out. I could see him—my wee brother, curled up in her arms, wi’ his head on her breast, all shad owed and snug under the curtain of her hair.

“So then I thought no, he’d be happier if I left him so—so I smoothed her hair down again, to cover his head.”

He drew a deep breath, and I felt his chest rise under my cheek. His fingers ran slowly down through my hair.

“She hadna one white hair, Sassenach. Not one.”

Ellen Fraser had died in childbirth, aged thirty-eight. My own mother had been thirty-two.

And I . . . I had the richness of all those long years lost to them. And more.

“To see the years touch ye gives me joy, Sassenach,” he whispered, “—for it means that ye live.”

-- The Fiery Cross

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Outlander Series - Diana Gabaldon Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Claire Beauchamp/Jamie Fraser Characters: Claire Beauchamp, Jamie Fraser, Jenny Fraser, William Fraser, Ellen MacKenzie Fraser, Brian Fraser, Master Raymond Additional Tags: Time Travel, Magic, Alternate Universe - Magic, Loss Summary:

Yours 🌹

Murtagh thankfully leaves them for a long while, hours of skin and words bared.

"I dinna ken that I'd seen your hair tied up before that maid's garb," Brian comments, fingers smoothing gently through her curls so she leans into his touch instead of pulling away, snapping that he's barely seen her at all.

"My da never forced me," she explains, "and I've always felt most myself this way, even if it might no' be altogether practical or...proper."

His quiet is unsettling, but then he kisses her. "Well, how could I want ye any other way but as yourself?"

Wednesday 100: In the Loops of Her Hair (Loopy Hair remix)

Murtagh thankfully leaves them for a long while, hours of skin and words bared.

"I dinna ken that I'd seen your hair tied up before that maid's garb," Brian comments.

"Well, I was imagined by creators in the twenty-first century," she explains. "They needed me to have...I suppose the concept of beach waves willna mean much to you, nor will no' like other girls and male-coded traits but feminine appearance, but perhaps ye might understand main character energy?"

Outlander: Blood of My Blood

Ellen Mackenize x Brian Fraser

Henry Beauchamp x Julia Moriston

https://deadline.com/2022/08/outlander-prequel-series-blood-of-my-blood-confirmed-starz-1235084826/

MAKE IT WORK - JAMIE X CLAIRE

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31022585/chapters/88189150

Single Da Jamie Fraser and single mother Claire Beauchamp, are thrown together by the fate of the universe - meeting for the first time in the Headmaster’s office...

Will they be able to stay away from one another?