I have so much uni work! And so much packing to do! And a long fic due in less than a week which I am not even CLOSE to finishing! And...I can't rush through this Narnia one and just post it and have it out the way because I need to reread VDT and LB for parts of it.
OH LIZZEN. I made the mistake of letting Edmund have a speaking role and now he WON'T SHUT UP. And also Caspian keeps wanting to just stare at Peter, and Susan won't give me any dialogue, and these are highly uncooperative little kings & queens, you know.
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You laugh to hide the echo of Peter's voice in your head, telling you about death and mistakes. "I don't suppose you could write some of this down for me?"
"I could. I mean, I did." He turns away again, smile slipping. "Pity that Cair Paravel's library is probably rotting under a yard of dirt and grass, or I'd find my book for you."
"You could write it again."
"Ha. No, I probably couldn't remember much more than the dedication."
Susan sits with her back erect and her fingers clasping the reins with practiced ease; you want to tell her that she has the gentle fire of a Telmarine woman, but you suspect she may not take it as the great compliment that you intend. Telmarines are her enemies, the invaders of her kingdom.
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I have so much uni work! And so much packing to do! And a long fic due in less than a week which I am not even CLOSE to finishing! And...I can't rush through this Narnia one and just post it and have it out the way because I need to reread VDT and LB for parts of it.
YOU SEE. DOOM.
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You laugh to hide the echo of Peter's voice in your head, telling you about death and mistakes. "I don't suppose you could write some of this down for me?"
"I could. I mean, I did." He turns away again, smile slipping. "Pity that Cair Paravel's library is probably rotting under a yard of dirt and grass, or I'd find my book for you."
"You could write it again."
"Ha. No, I probably couldn't remember much more than the dedication."
"And what was that?"
This time his smile is true. "For the Valiant."
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um. I mean, right?
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Susan sits with her back erect and her fingers clasping the reins with practiced ease; you want to tell her that she has the gentle fire of a Telmarine woman, but you suspect she may not take it as the great compliment that you intend. Telmarines are her enemies, the invaders of her kingdom.
Your hand falls from the saddle.
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CASPIANFIC DO WANT <33333333
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You're making me want to go see it again. I saw it twice in the damn theatres. Seriously I want to go see it again now.