lion or witch

Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight, At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more, When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death, And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.

[aslanisdaddyaf]

clearnorthcrnsky:

Peter’s lips curled into a smile whose nature mocked her frustration. “It’s more than fair. You can spend all day reading and only coming out when absolutely necessary. I don’t see what the fuss is.” He loved his sister dearly, he did, but her topics of conversation usually left him bored. “You? Come with us?” His still smile shifted to a fit of laughter. He threw his head back, the sound only dying once he realized her suggestion was serious. “Really? I didn’t actually think you’d want to go visit the centaurs. Not when you seem so comfortable here.” 

Just because she was studious, it didn’t mean that he could go gallivanting off whenever he wanted and leave her with the day to day work of running the castle.  They were a team and they were supposed to do it together.  The others could handle that while they were gone.  “Well you know what they say about assuming, Peter.” she told him in that voice that he was bound to think annoying.  It was the same tone that she used with him or any of her siblings when she was frustrated by them and their general thoughtlessness.  “I could use the break from all that reading.”

[aslanisdaddyaf]

clearnorthcrnsky:

Peter laughed heartily with his men, his feet carrying him backwards. Suddenly a large frame bumped into him and he was jolted from the crash. He twisted to see who had done the deed only to swiftly bow his head. It was out of habit regardless of how many titles he carried. Aslan’s presence commanded respect and Peter held more than his fair share for it. After all, it was the lion who had seen his worth before he did. He took a moment to inspect his human form. Years could pass and Peter doubted he’d be used to the build. “Aslan,” he began playfully, “you seem to be enjoying yourself. Still getting used to having two legs?”

Though it had been one of the kings of Narnia that he had run into, Aslan gave only a small nod as acknowledgement.  He had known the young man since he was half the age he was now and then had watched him grow into the king that he was now.  Peter had certainly earned the ex-lion’s respect by leading his people bravely and learning to work with Caspian... as well as other things.  “It is a unique experience having two feet now after so long on four.” he admitted with a smile.  He certainly was enjoying it and had been glad to change his form.  “I’m sure it’s something you humans don’t think very much about.”

[hauntedthief]

Over ten years of Suspian (insp.)

[aslanisdaddyaf]

mrbeaverandfriends:

“Right, of course. The fresh sea air,” Caspain said teasingly. Part of him wanted to keep teasing her about the sea, but he wasn’t entirely convinced that she wanted to come along with him. He knew many people weren’t cut out for being stuck on the water for long times. It wasn’t necessarily seasickness that he was thinking about. Many people went crazy from the emptiness and nothing over the horizon and couldn’t handle it. “Yes, go change. I’ll let you come along with me. It will be fun, I promise. I’ll take excellent care of you on my ship,” he replied. “But, before you go change, are you certain you want to come with me? On the sea? If you’d prefer something else, I’m sure I could change my plans around.” 

It didn’t matter than England was a country surrounded by water.  Susan had never spent much time in it or even on it and she would never have had any interest in it if it weren’t for meeting him.  “No, I’ll accompany you.”  This would be a good time for the two of them to get to know one another better and away from the eye of the castle.  She would not have him thinking that she was a woman who was bothered by something as simple as sailing.  “I’ll be ready in one hour.” she told him before turning and running off to her room.  Her clothes still needed to be packed.  Her weapons still needed to be gathered and inspected.  She would see him again on the docks.

[aslanisdaddyaf]

mrbeaverandfriends:

Caspian turned around the corner of the halls as he headed toward his chambers when someone completely crashed into him. He gasped a little, not expecting something like this in the castle, and his mind immediately went to protecting himself when he noticed the long curly hair and he knew exactly who it was. His nerves calmed down almost immediately. He had gotten used to Aslan’s human form, but was still finding himself careful around him. He could remember when he first saw the lion and had felt absolutely terrified. “No worries,” Caspain said with a smile. “You just startled me. I’m glad it seems you are enjoying yourself here.”

Aslan had never held it against Caspian that the young man hadn’t believed in his existence at first.  It had been a long time that the people of Narnia had witnessed his presence and he had faded to myth in the thirteen hundred years that had passed.  Eventually he had come to prove himself the man that was worthy of his help.  He had allowed the beings to flourish as themselves once more, turning away the tide of the Telmarines that had forced them underground in the first place.  “I always enjoy myself in Narnia.” he said, smiling down at the little king.  “How goes your day, king?”

[delicatecourage]

nothing except nylons and lipsticks and invitations….

[aslanisdaddyaf]

mrbeaverandfriends:

Caspian grinned as he saw the annoyed expression across her face, and he had to clear his throat to stop himself from grinning. “You’re right, of course,” he replied. “I can see how staying in Cair Paravel can be boring and tiresome. I know I’d certainly go crazy if I was here all the time.” He found himself grinning again as he looked down at her. “If you want to come with me, then come with me. I’m sure we can find someone else to take care of things here or it’ll be fine for just one day. So, do you really want to go sailing for the day? It’s a small ship and the waters are rough today, but we’ll be back by nightfall… hopefully.” 

He was infuriatingly calm about the whole thing which only annoyed her further.  She wanted to slap that smug grin off his face.  It was true that Susan was much better on horseback than she would ever be on a boat and she had never shown much interest in sailing before.  The sudden change for it now had nothing to do with the fact that she had heard whispers about how boring she was from the ladies around the castle.  “Yes I would.  The fresh... sea air would be good.”  As if the castle had suddenly turned into London overnight and was choked by smog.  “I can get changed into something more appropriate.” she said with a determined expression on her face.

[aslanisdaddyaf]

pevensieluce:

❝where do you go when you’re gone?❞ lucy was all but defined by her curiosity- of course she couldn’t help but blurt out whatever burning question popped into her head. she almost wanted to take it back, though. it felt… intrusive to ask. maybe there were some things she wasn’t meant to know? 

❝sorry,❞ she murmured, her tightly coiled curls falling into her face as she ducked her head, ❝i still haven’t learned to be less impulsive. well i have- just not when it comes to asking questions. you don’t have to answer…❞

Of all the races of people that he had met over the years, humans were the most fascinating.  They were impulsive and often self-destructive, but they also had the capacity for an overwhelming amount of kindness.  Aslan believed there was goodness in all of them, even the young Edmund.  His little Lucy was one of the best of them with her big open heart.  

He smiled down at her.  “You need never apologize for asking me a question, dear one.” She could ask anything she so desired.  After all, she was the only one to continue believing in him. “I go where I’m needed, traveling between worlds.”

[jillpcle]

aesthetic: susan pevensie

[aslanisdaddyaf]

pevensieluce:

❝i feel it would be wrong,❞ lucy admitted, shaking her head, ❝i know my duties here aren’t very big… i’m not all that important… but i’m supposed to be here, aren’t i? i found the wardrobe and narnia for a reason and i- i think i just don’t want to believe that i’ve fulfilled my purpose now.❞ 

she licked her lips and looked back to aslan, the one being in the universe who had never doubted her. ❝do you really think that voyaging across the see or to the north lands would make me feel any better? it ought be worth a try… right?❞ 

Humans had always fascinated him in their mortality.  It led them to think differently than beings like himself and Jadis.  They were almost unpredictable.  “Nonsense, dear one.” he said with a shake of his head.  Though he had lost the golden mane and now sported long dark locks, it still moved the same as he did so. 

He didn’t not like to see her downplaying her importance to Narnia.  It was she that had been selected to discover the entryway and it was unlikely that that decision had been made lightly.  “You are just as important your siblings.  Perhaps even more as you were the one to bring all of you here in the first place.” he reminded her.  “If you would like to see more, then go, but do not doubt your place here.”

[aslanisdaddyaf]

Her hands nearly went up to sit on her hips childishly, but she only just controlled herself and held her hands in front of her.  She knew that she could be relied on to handle things at Cair Paravel for the day, but she didn’t like they had assumed she would be happy to do so.  “That’s not fair.” she said with an annoyed expression, though that was hardly new for the oldest Pevensie.  Her siblings often remarked that her face was now cemented into that expression.  “Maybe I wanted to come with you.”

[aslanisdaddyaf]

pevensieluce:

❝aslan.❞ lucy’s eyes flew open, her head turning. she would never get used to seeing him in a human form, although he was still beautiful and very much himself. it had been a long time indeed since she had seen him. there was no need for the great aslan to roam narnia while it enjoyed such peace. 

she had missed him. 

❝hello,❞ she breathed, a smile starting to bloom on her face. what troubled her? oh, he always knew. he would always know. had he come for her, or for another reason? it didn’t matter, really. he had come. ❝i know i shouldn’t be… but i’m restless, aslan, frightfully so,❞ lucy admitted, clasping her hands together in her lap and biting her lip, unable to meet the lion-man’s eyes, ❝i’m so happy there’s peace, it’s not that… it’s just…❞ lucy shook her head, unsure of what to say. 

While the knowledge was already in his mind as soon as he asked the question, he had learned long ago that it was always better to ask out loud and allow the person to answer the question for themselves.  It took longer, but it ended in less hurt feelings and he had never been a being that relished in conflict.  A few seconds longer meant nothing to him when he had eternity ahead.

He let his little Lucy try to explain how she was feeling as he sat down next to her, leaning back on his haunches as if he were still a lion.  Some habits were hard to break.  “Why do you not seek out adventure to a new land?” he asked her.  “Caspian can take you across the sea or you can go with Peter to explore the Wild Lands of the North.”

[aly-naith]

A-Z Challenge: @ibuzoo vs. @aly-naith

W - White Witch

[aslanisdaddyaf]

It had only been a few years in the lifetime of the humans that he had begun assuming his new form.  Most of the humans who had known him as a lion had taken to the change well while some others had been hesitant to accept him this way.  He had wanted to change because outside of Narnia, it made it easier to blend in with people as a lion walking down the streets of London was likely to raise more than a few eyebrows.

This body may not move as fast or impose as much terror, but he found that it had some benefits.  The looks from the females and even some males did not count.  It was the ease with which he could move.  Aslan was smaller and more lithe now.  He could hug people and dance with them.  Now as he moved through the halls of the castle, he spun on his feet to enjoy the movement and found himself crashing into someone.  “My apologies.” he told them with a bow of his head before smiling down at them.

[elenaalvar-deactivated20200112]

To see you smile is to feel the sun, Your Grace.

[deactivated-blog]

it had been a very long time indeed since narnia had seen any ‘excitement’, as susan called it. while lucy certainly didn’t miss any of the wars, she did miss the excitement of having something happen. narnia was never short of fantastic things and places to explore… but lucy longed to go sailing again. to discover new places and new things. maybe even two sword fight a little. couldn’t there at least be some mildly irritating pirates to vanquish? 

lucy sighed and sunk into the sand, staring out at the ocean. she was getting restless, truly restless, and there was nothing she could do to fix it. and she was grown now… there would be no more suggesting games of hide and seek. lucy closed her eyes and tilted her face to the sun. then she, as she did sometimes, began to create a little story inside her head.

[aslanisdaddyaf]

No one knew when to expect him as he was free to come and go as he pleased, but he always seemed to know when he was needed.  It was a sense that tickled the back of his neck.  So to Narnia Aslan returned with a simple thought, appearing on the beach near the castle of Cair Paravel without a sound to announce his arrival.  His eyes took in the sights around and landed on the young woman lying on the beach.  He would recognize that figure anywhere, no matter how she aged.

His lips pulled into a smile as he approached her with hair that moved like his mane and a grace in his step that was similar to when he was in his other form.  He was sure to move slowly as to not startle her.  This was not the first time she had seen him this way, but it was far from the familiar lion that she knew him as.  “What troubles you, dear one?” Aslan asked her his deep thoughtful voice.

[several-birds-one-stone]

“Aslan,” said Lucy, “you’re bigger.” “That is because you are older, little one” answered he. “Not because you are?” “I am not. But every year you grow, you will find me bigger.”

C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian (via a-golden-circle)