More 3-Sentence Fics
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metonomiaalso entitled - I need a Ramandu's daughter (not movie, though I'm feeling a certain fondness for Liliandil-the-star right now, as her own separate character) icon, maybe a Jadis icon. Maybe a -creepin'- icon FOR Jadis. Hmmm. Basically, time to overhaul icons once again.
Merlin, Uther/Morgana, choices I made
He looks at the child he has taken in, the stains of dried tears on her cheeks, the torn hem of her black gown, the proud set of her mouth, and he knows he has no business raising a girl-child, but he also knows he must.
He looks at the daughter he has watched grow up and knows she will never truly be his daughter, can never be, for her sake and his, and he knows it will change them both, but he has Camelot to think about.
He looks at the woman he has cared for, and denied, and loved, and thinks that if he were a better man, he would have chosen differently.
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Narnia, Liliandil (Ramandu's daughter), she is still half-star - what can death do to her?
The sting of the snake's bite shocks her into crying out, but long before any of the Narnians reach her, her tears have dried. She would laugh if it would not shock them all, to see their quiet pretty queen so undone. But she cannot help the savage mirth bubbling inside of her; in moments she will dance in the sky once again, and she will sing of a future in which the serpent is nothing, and Liliandil remains.
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Narnia, Jadis, the Deplorable Word
It cost her much to learn, and much more to use, and all those years sitting entranced in the Hall of Thrones it rang in her head, destruction a thousand times over. In it she hears her father's last strangled breath and her sister's screams, the groaning of an entire world struggling to hold itself together in the face of a single word. It is the most beautiful thing she knows.
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Narnia, Lucy and Ramandu's Daughter, how to be a queen
"Teach me," the star's daughter begs, and Lucy smiles sadly.
She watches the other girl pound dough into submission and shear a sheep and gut a fish, watches her teach Eustace to punch properly, watches her walk with Caspian along the beach, their heads together as they plan for Narnia's future.
"One cannot be taught to be a queen of Narnia," Lucy tells her, "but I think you will do just fine."
Merlin, Uther/Morgana, choices I made
He looks at the child he has taken in, the stains of dried tears on her cheeks, the torn hem of her black gown, the proud set of her mouth, and he knows he has no business raising a girl-child, but he also knows he must.
He looks at the daughter he has watched grow up and knows she will never truly be his daughter, can never be, for her sake and his, and he knows it will change them both, but he has Camelot to think about.
He looks at the woman he has cared for, and denied, and loved, and thinks that if he were a better man, he would have chosen differently.
------
Narnia, Liliandil (Ramandu's daughter), she is still half-star - what can death do to her?
The sting of the snake's bite shocks her into crying out, but long before any of the Narnians reach her, her tears have dried. She would laugh if it would not shock them all, to see their quiet pretty queen so undone. But she cannot help the savage mirth bubbling inside of her; in moments she will dance in the sky once again, and she will sing of a future in which the serpent is nothing, and Liliandil remains.
------
Narnia, Jadis, the Deplorable Word
It cost her much to learn, and much more to use, and all those years sitting entranced in the Hall of Thrones it rang in her head, destruction a thousand times over. In it she hears her father's last strangled breath and her sister's screams, the groaning of an entire world struggling to hold itself together in the face of a single word. It is the most beautiful thing she knows.
------
Narnia, Lucy and Ramandu's Daughter, how to be a queen
"Teach me," the star's daughter begs, and Lucy smiles sadly.
She watches the other girl pound dough into submission and shear a sheep and gut a fish, watches her teach Eustace to punch properly, watches her walk with Caspian along the beach, their heads together as they plan for Narnia's future.
"One cannot be taught to be a queen of Narnia," Lucy tells her, "but I think you will do just fine."
