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Feb. 24th, 2006 07:44 pmI planned, at one point, to write a whole Susan Pevensie opus about how she joined her siblings in the Great Hereafter, eventually. Problem is, I kinda ran out of steam so instead of an opus I offer a drabble.
Disclaimer: Not mine, all C.S. Lewis's.
Time passes and some wounds weren't meant to heal. Susan wakes every morning feeling the loss of Narnia as an emptiness deep in her heart and walks through every solitary day knowing that this is not what she was meant to be. She had been a queen, once, loved and loving and if she let herself believe that for too long (though her heart never truly forgot) then she would never be able to get out of bed. She had been Gentle, once, not Magnificent or Just or Valiant, so she smiles and giggles and dances and forgets and forgets and forgets because anything is better than remembering.
Disclaimer: Not mine, all C.S. Lewis's.
Time passes and some wounds weren't meant to heal. Susan wakes every morning feeling the loss of Narnia as an emptiness deep in her heart and walks through every solitary day knowing that this is not what she was meant to be. She had been a queen, once, loved and loving and if she let herself believe that for too long (though her heart never truly forgot) then she would never be able to get out of bed. She had been Gentle, once, not Magnificent or Just or Valiant, so she smiles and giggles and dances and forgets and forgets and forgets because anything is better than remembering.
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Date: 2006-02-26 09:28 pm (UTC)I do like to think that she eventually came back around, especially after what happens with her family (deliberately vague for people who don't know).
BTW, Zippo just climbed into my lap and is staring intently at the monitor. I think she knows I'm talking to you.
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Date: 2006-02-26 09:42 pm (UTC)Of course she knows. *makes obeisance before the Queen* I'm sure she'll never forgive me for not being around to worship her constantly.