"...and Ardroy was a dragon's favourite if ever he had seen one. But then, Keith could not blame her."
Another illustration of Luzula's excellent Flight of the Heron/Temeraire crossover fic, 'The Flight of Dragons,' this time of Prà iseach and Ewen Cameron.
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My name is Pysheshka fucking Mary Pushkova and I have just become the one and only Russian who translated The Flight of the Heron, AND IF I HEAR "INDEED, RATHER, BITTER GRIEF, NO ALWAYS, PRONOUNCED "MORAR" AND HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS" ONCE AGAIN I WILL START TO BITE PEOPLE😋
So, I was watching Brigadoon, which is about a small Scottish Highlands village that only appears one day every hundred years. When you get into the backstory, this phenomenon started in the mid-eighteenth century, as a way to protect the village from an external threat by snatching it out of time.
And I was 100% confident that this would be a Jacobite Rising thing -- I mean, the '45 is right there, as are all the crackdowns afterward. Things were rough there for a bit. (And continued to be rough with the Clearances!) And then the threat turned out to be... witches?
Witches? Witches?
Anyway, like all fic writers who decided that canon just did something stupid, I'm re-writing Brigadoon so it is a response to the '45, and because I can do what I want, I'm setting it in my favorite '45 fandom, The Flight of the Heron.
So instead of the plot being a twentieth-century guy stumbling upon Brigadoon during its one-day-in-a-century, falling in love, and having to decide -- all in the space of a day! -- whether to stay or not...
...it's Keith Windham turning up at Ardroy in its last hours before being snatched out of time, and having to decide -- in the space of a day! -- whether to stay or not.
Snippet under the read-more.
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"You would have me live forever at Ardroy! That would be a pretty sight! A Hanoverian has no place among Jacobites!"
But when Keith began to turn away, Ardroy moved his hands from Keith's shoulders to his neck, Ardroy's long fingers cradling Keith's skull. "We will be Jacobite and Hanoverian no longer. Tomorrow James and George will be dead -- aye, and Charles and Frederick, also. Who knows who will sit on the throne tomorrow, or the day after that? Or for all the days into eternity? By tomorrow the question of the British throne will be far beyond you and me. We will have no part in its wars, ever again."
Keith could not speak in the face of Ardroy's intensity. He was too aware of Ardroy's fingers around his skull; of Ardroy's gaze and breath.
"We will be brothers, you and I," Ardroy continued. "Sworn brothers. You will have a place in my home, at my side. We will no longer be enemies, and nothing will come between us again."
It was tantalising, this vision in which he and Ardroy were not enemies. He yearned for it -- but not even a day-dream could be so simple as that.
"Your aunt will have something to say to that. Your wife. Your foster-brother!"
"Lachlan never returned after Culloden. And I am the laird of Ardroy. The others will not gainsay me, and will come to love you as I do."
Keith had barely processed Ardroy's words when Ardroy pressed his lips to his, chaste but fervent. For a long moment Keith knew no thought -- no thought, that is, but the wonder of Ardroy's lips against his.Â
"Sworn brothers," Ardroy repeated, his brow pressed to Keith's. "You gave me your protection after Culloden. Let me give you mine now."
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In the 1950s, the CIA initiated an expansive covert research project, known as MKULTRA, which was designed to investigate chemical and biological warfare. The project was established to counter Soviet and Chinese advances in brainwashing and interrogation techniques. Various subprojects were contracted out to research institutions. Because the Agency funded the research indirectly, participating individuals often were unaware of the CIA involvement. C.I.A. v. Sims, 471 U.S. 159, 105 S.Ct. 1881, 1884, 85 L.Ed.2d 173 (1985). An April 3, 1953 memorandum reads:
Aside from the offensive potential, the development of a comprehensive capability in this field of covert chemical and biological warfare gives us thorough knowledge of the enemy's theoretical potential thus enabling us to defend ourselves against a foe who might not be as restrained in the use of these techniques as we are.2
