Fics like A Toast for the Lost Youth

The weight of the flask rested heavily in her pocket. A gift from long ago that she’d held onto for so long she couldn’t quite remember when or how she’d gotten it. Just that it fit perfectly in her back pocket and could hold enough liquor to get her through a rowdy night when she was younger and sip from during the moments she sat on the edge of her bed, only the low lamplight clicked on to illuminate the shadows on her face and creep across the lingering worry she hid from her cadets. There was a small scratch on the bottom and the lid could get stuck sometimes. She usually kept it locked up in the small dresser in her room. A comfort that came out when needed. More a source of reprieve after long days and even longer nights of training and strategy. Of standing by Sarah’s side as the Spree continued to grow and overseeing so many young witches file through basic who would end up on the frontlines, giving everything of themselves to protect this country and their fellow sisters. Takes place during Season 2, Episode 1.

Fics like A Toast for the Lost Youth

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