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Narnia, Eustace/Jill, they received gifts from Father Christmas, too.
There is no magic in these gifts, no glory of steel or salve. Only cunningly packed satchels, filled with supplies enough to last them days, dry matches and travel bread and little salts to purify water, tightly woven cloaks to slick away water and cold. And in them, the littlest shred of hope that Eustace and Jill had just thought they'd lost.
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Narnia, any, adrift in a new culture
Aravis is at loose ends without the careful formality of home. No one here seems to be able to tell her how, precisely, to act in any set of given circumstances. What's worse, they keep telling her just to be herself, as if it's that easy.
biblical/Narnia, Jesus, He rode into Jerusalem riding a lion
He would never say that they have failed with Earth, could not hurt his Father so (He knows anyway; they are one). But humanity hurt - hurts - and there is so much more to life than these glorified apes, these children of formless slime, and perhaps their goodness would shine more strongly if they did not feel themselves so unique. He goes forth a lion, to try again (and again, and again).
Narnia, Peter, mother hen of Narnia
He wants to laugh about it, at first, but when he realizes how seriously they take the charge, he goes to Susan.
"They expect me to be father and mother," he tells her, and he can feel it creeping through his veins, the urge to provide, protect, feed, defend, care; it is too much, and he wants her to take it from him, to promise herself as the mother, to mother him.
"You do it already," she tells him, and straightens his crown and sends him back out to hear his children's needs.
Foranimus_wyrmis
SPN/Narnia/Mary Poppins [Winds to Catch]: Claire becomes Susan's (or Mary's) apprentice.
The girl comes to her on the wind, and isn't that unusual, Susan muses in her next letter to Mary. She doesn't just catch a wind, she speaks to it, plays with it, becomes it.
She asks Claire where she has been on the wind, and Claire sighs, suddenly ever so young, and in her eyes Susan sees the brightest and darkest memories.
And thenmrinalinee started an epic Gwen&Annis commentspam, which I'll just link too in all its glory of kickass Queens and wise ruling and wondrous things like that. Yay for new friends and awesome ladies!
wingedflight21Narnia, Eustace/Jill, they received gifts from Father Christmas, too.
There is no magic in these gifts, no glory of steel or salve. Only cunningly packed satchels, filled with supplies enough to last them days, dry matches and travel bread and little salts to purify water, tightly woven cloaks to slick away water and cold. And in them, the littlest shred of hope that Eustace and Jill had just thought they'd lost.
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lizzie_marie_23Narnia, any, adrift in a new culture
Aravis is at loose ends without the careful formality of home. No one here seems to be able to tell her how, precisely, to act in any set of given circumstances. What's worse, they keep telling her just to be herself, as if it's that easy.
biblical/Narnia, Jesus, He rode into Jerusalem riding a lion
He would never say that they have failed with Earth, could not hurt his Father so (He knows anyway; they are one). But humanity hurt - hurts - and there is so much more to life than these glorified apes, these children of formless slime, and perhaps their goodness would shine more strongly if they did not feel themselves so unique. He goes forth a lion, to try again (and again, and again).
Narnia, Peter, mother hen of Narnia
He wants to laugh about it, at first, but when he realizes how seriously they take the charge, he goes to Susan.
"They expect me to be father and mother," he tells her, and he can feel it creeping through his veins, the urge to provide, protect, feed, defend, care; it is too much, and he wants her to take it from him, to promise herself as the mother, to mother him.
"You do it already," she tells him, and straightens his crown and sends him back out to hear his children's needs.
For
animus_wyrmisSPN/Narnia/Mary Poppins [Winds to Catch]: Claire becomes Susan's (or Mary's) apprentice.
The girl comes to her on the wind, and isn't that unusual, Susan muses in her next letter to Mary. She doesn't just catch a wind, she speaks to it, plays with it, becomes it.
She asks Claire where she has been on the wind, and Claire sighs, suddenly ever so young, and in her eyes Susan sees the brightest and darkest memories.
And then
mrinalinee started an epic Gwen&Annis commentspam, which I'll just link too in all its glory of kickass Queens and wise ruling and wondrous things like that. Yay for new friends and awesome ladies!