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"Dearest lady." *bows deeply* "I dost hope that thou shalt forgive me my sudden appearance. But couldst thou possibly tell me what part of Narnia we are in? I am a stranger to this country, and need assistance finding my way."
Oh! *curtseys hurriedly, and wobbles a bit on the way back up* Oh, Cair Paravel is just up — *points towards the cliff overlooking the port village* just up there. Are you, are you looking for anyone?
why are you called fair?
I, I — *looks to come dangerously close to tears, but forces them back and replies in a whisper* It was a nickname. Fair — *chokes the word out* Lynn.
do you miss earth?
I, uhm, I… No, anon. Well… sometimes. But I’m just — I’m just glad to be back here, to be back home.
From Narnia to Earth and Home Again -- Sebestian and Lynn
Sebestian followed Lynn. “Oh, no… I lived in Spain.” he informed her. She was visibly baffled by part of his speech. “I have much family I did not know of… my mother is here- I’ve always lived with her. My father is here, my uncle, my cousin… and more. I have not met everyone yet.”
He looked into the landscape and saw the water moving quickly onto the land. “Well, the view certainly is fine from here.” Sebestian stated. The air smelled different to what it did a few yards away and the scent of the salt water reminded him of the beaches in Spain.
Spain? He was from Earth, then! Lynn didn't know what to say at first, unsure of whether to share that she, too, was from Earth, albeit from a country across the sea from Spain. But she didn't know what to say, so she brushed over the topic entirely. "Well, it must be lovely to have so much family to live with," she ventured. "Is this -- is this your first time in Narnia?" she asked, then winced slightly, afraid she'd given herself away.
"Yes, this is one of my favourite spots," she said, looking back towards the sea, her smile growing. "Sometimes you can see the ships come into port, if there are any."Â A slight pang sounded within as she said the last words, but she ignored it, shading her eyes with her hand to see the ship that had just docked in the distance.
From Narnia to Earth and Home Again -- Sebestian and Lynn
“Pretty name.” the boy commented. “I’m Sebestian.” he added, replying to her question. Sebestian looked at their surroundings and continued the conversation she had initiated.Â
“I haven’t seen the shore… not here anyway. Where I used to live, I used to see the sea everyday. I sort of came here by accident… so I haven’t had a proper chance to settle yet.”
Lynn blushed again. "Thank you," she said. "Sebestian?" she asked, to make sure she was pronouncing it right.
"Oh, well, it's lovely, here, I'll lead the way," she said, moving out of the square. "Did you live on one of the islands? I've never been to the Lone Islands or -- " Lynn cut herself off when he said he had come here by accident. By accident? Did that mean -- perhaps he was from -- Lynn brushed those thoughts away. He could be from Earth, but it was far more likely his ship had been blown off course or something like that, she told herself. "Is your family with you? I could, I could probably find you and your family somewhere to stay, in the meantime, if you need it," she said.
They reached the edge of town, and the rocky shore was in sight, the wind crashing the waves up against the dark rocks.
From Narnia to Earth and Home Again -- Sebestian and Lynn
"No, no… you’re not bothering me.” he insisted. Sebestian looked in the direction she was gesturing to. “I’m not looking for anyone, but company would be great. What’s your name?”Â
The girl seemed shy.
"Oh, uhm, all right," Lynn said, smiling a bit, although her cheeks were still too pink. "I'm Lynn, and what's your name?" They were standing in the middle of the village square, and people were flowing past them, some of them casting a few quizzical looks at the stranger and the girl.
"Here, have you -- have you seen the shore yet? I mean," she added, feeling a bit silly, "I know it's just the sea, but it's still lovely to look at, if you haven't seen it already."
From Narnia to Earth and Home Again -- Sebestian and Lynn
“Oh… no… I’m not in any trouble right now.” Sebestian responded, his originally unaimed glance fixing itself on the girl who had presented herself to him. “I’m just new to this place.” he added. “I’m not lost or anything…”
"Oh!" Lynn said, her cheeks turning pink. "I'm -- I'm sorry for bothering you, then... Well, if it's any help, Cair Paravel is up there, on the cliff," she said, gesturing to the north of the town. "Are you -- are you looking for anyone, if I may ask?" she added, biting her lip nervously.
From Narnia to Earth and Home Again -- Sebestian and Lynn
Lynn was used to seeing strangers in the village -- it was a port town, after all -- but normally they resembled Narnians or Lone Islanders or Galmans or Seven Islanders. If she hadn't known better, she would have said this lost looking young man looked like a Telmarine, or a Spaniard. She blushed at that last thought, inwardly chastising herself. Spain is on Earth, silly, and you're back home now.
In any case, he looked like he didn't quite know where to go, so Lynn made her way towards him. "Do you need any help?" she called out.
OOC: Who wants to para?
I can write up a starter, if you want. :)
and never again
I'll go sailing
Today is my birthday
“Thank you, Lynn. You’re so sweet.”
“But I always go back. He always sends me back…”
"Perhaps not this time. Besides, there's, there's no use in worrying what might happen.... But, it's your birthday. Are you going to do anything?" -blushes- "I mean, if it's all right for me to ask."
Birds on High -- Bern & Lynn
Bern raised his hands and threw them back down on his thighs in exasperation. “Come now, are you serious?”
“Ca-captain,” the cooper explained shakily, avoiding eye contact, fiddling with the laces on his tunic front, “it was a mistake!”
“No, you’re a mis—…” The old lord decided to bite his tongue. Why should unkind words be added to the situation? “Wait there, I’ll get the extra rope. Don’t you move.”
Sliding down the foremast with his hands, calloused from experience, he shook his head on how irresponsible the crew was becoming, possibly perhaps little of them have experienced naval warfare. The Narnian Marines were a force to be reckoned with—once they had all their supplies on the boats.Â
After a short jog toward the port on the sand, all Bern saw was blonde whips before full blackness. Once his eyes reopened and he came to, he scrambled to support the girl he collided with, ignoring the slight ache in his chest from the impact.Â
“No no, my lady, forgive me. This is my f-…”
Lynn.Â
The name came faster than the memories. But when they arrived, a new sort of soreness billowed in his heart. After years of pushing her out, he wondered how, by the Mane, she came in again. She had not changed at all though: her callow timidity, her gentle demeanor. But he had changed greatly in a number of ways in the span of forty years.
His eyes, to start, were different from the last time she saw him. Instead of muddled with murky confusion and unwilling passion, because he’d wish to be a different man, a man deserving of her, his aged blue irises laced the expression of deepest wonder, regret and pain. Not only that, but he was a strong elm tree in his youth and had now grown into a magnificent oak, rooted with sound wisdom instead of his own faulty morality and fantastical philosophies.
But what was the most obvious of the difference was now a striking age gap; Lynn was spring and Bern was winter. Her eyes were like a blue sun and her lips were pink and supple. Bern’s eyes were like a gray moon and his lips were dry and wrinkled. Time was so, so cruel.Â
Putting all that behind him, he took her by the arms. “Tell me Lynn,” he nearly begged, stooping down his shoulders and letting his knees give as to be eye level with her, “tell me you found happiness.”
"I -- I --" How was one supposed to respond to such a question? Lynn didn't know what to say, syllables stammering out of her mouth in shock. Her arms were taken, and she barely registered that his grip was slightly weaker than it used to be as her eyes clung to his face. She felt almost as if she was drowning, but she didn't know where else to look, didn't know how to steady herself. Her entire face spoke of her distress and confusion; she had never been good at hiding what she was feeling. But all the while, her eyes searched his, looking for some sort of trace of the youth she had known.
His face was weathered with age, the years etching unfamiliar riverbeds around his eyes, eyes that had dimmed to a wise, yet sad, blue-grey, the colour of a sky before a rainshower. He was taller than she remembered, not by much, but enough so that he crouched before her in the road as to meet her eyes. Her thoughts accumulated into one single, obvious statement, yet one that seemed to pull her under leagues of confusing waters: he was older. He had aged, gone on with his life, but she had not.
"I, uhm," she looked down at the road before glancing back up again. What was she to say? What could she say? There was an answer he was looking for, but she could not give it, could not lie to him and say that everything was fine when most certainly everything was not, and hadn't been since she left. But she didn't want to tell him what would only injure him further, for she had seen the regret and pain in his eyes when he realised who she was. "Uhm, I --"
And she stopped, shaking her head, her blonde tresses concealing her face for a brief second. She could not answer him. She didn't know how.
Lynn? That's a lovely name, dear. I'm Naami, and I live near the town - my husband's Bern, the lord of the island. Where have you come from? ((AWKSSS))
(awkwarrrrddd…)
Oh! Pleased to meet —
*hears the rest of what she said* you.
Oh, I — I’m, I’m from, I was just, I was just walking on the beach. *looks out at the water, then back to her, biting her lip*
Today is my birthday
“And how strange it is. I’m turning 19. For the second time. And I’m back in Narnia for it, just like the first. Yet, when I go back to England, I’ll be 18 again…”Â
"Oh! It's your birthday? Happy birthday, Your Majesty! I hope you have a wonderful day --"
"Perhaps -- perhaps this is another chance. You might not... go back."
You're pretty! Can I have some of your hair?
Wh-what? *a very flustered and confused smile* I, um, no, I’m sorry, I don’t usually give out locks of my hair.
You certainly look lost, dear! What's a lonely lass like you doing out by herself?
Oh! *curtsies briefly, her cheeks growing pink but with a smile* Oh no, I’m not lost, but thank you! The town is just over there — up past those rocks.
I’m Lynn, by the way — I don’t think we’ve met before.
It's All a Lie | Flashback!Lynn and Bern
Oh — Bern — *her eyes go wide and her mouth falls open as he picks her up, but she can’t help from laughing* Oh, goodness, Bern, let me down. *still laughing* I’m fine, I eat enough, I mean. *is shifted about* Oh! Please don’t drop me, Bern —
Oh! Wonderful! …Bern, could you let me down?
-pretends to be struggling- Oh Lynn wait, you’re too heavy. -smiles- … … … -pretends like he’s going to drop her but catches her at the second to last moment-Â
*shrieks as he drops her* Bern! *is caught again* Don't do that!
*finally stands back on solid ground, but can't help the smile twitching around her mouth* In any case, we're here... *her façade breaks, and she takes his hand again with a laughing smile* And all in once piece.
