Flora didn't mean to fall through time. One moment she was grieving on a quiet Highland trail, The next, she was in 1745 Scotland, on the edge of war and taken in by a Highlander carrying his own ghosts, she must learn to survive a world on the brink of collapse but the bond growing between them is dangerous-too tender for soldiers, too fragile for war. As fate closes in, choices must be made. A story of quiet strength, slow-burn longing, and the kind of love that finds you in the ruins.
Disclaimer: I do not own Outlander or any of its characters. All rights to the original world and its characters belong to Diana Gabaldon. This is a non-profit fanfiction written purely for entertainment. The reader character and original scenes are my own creation.
