Rowan Burke @ourrowantree-blog - Tumblr Blog

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"It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends."

#v; gryffindor #; i'd say rowan is in her second year here #; maybe third #; up to you dearie #quibblingx

I'm sitting here half asleep, but I want to do things.

So, like this for a starter? I'll scope out your wishlist / and those meme sentence starters and come up with something. If you don't have either, I'll just, you know. Come up with something from scratch.

Unless you'd rather plot, then please come to my ask! I'm nice, I promise.

#; out of belief #; online

• burkeiisms • it's you )

now the past seemed like a blur. their childhood seemed to have passed by in minutes rather than years; the months that passed after leslie's death seemed to last only in hours. everything was happening so fast; after months of believing that leslie was gone forever, yet here the family is - in front of a very large lion, being told their beloved leslie is alive, in a realm known as narnia.

“ so, what you're saying is… my cousin has been alive this entire time…”

it wasn't exactly a situation to question what was happening; rowan should be thankful. yet, she couldn't help herself from thinking this was nothing but a dream. the sweetest dream she could ever imagine; leslie being back, getting to wrap her arms around her again. but that sweet dream would soon turn into a living nightmare - waking up to the dreadful realization that leslie would never return. it certainly didn't feel like she was dreaming, but how on earth could this possibly be true? the dots were not connecting, which resulted in a very uneasy feeling. it certainly didn't help that she was standing in front of a great lion - a talking lion at that.

nothing would make her feel at ease until she got to see leslie. to hold leslie in her arms. to be able to sleep in this strange land, and wake again to find herself still there and not back on earth. it certainly didn't help that she had not yet come to terms with leslie's death, whereas most of the others have. on any other day, rowan was the one filled with belief; never questioning what was happening around her. this, though - this was entirely different. when the great lion left her alone, to sit on the beach and wait for leslie to show, she couldn't help but shed a few tears. happy tears - and scared tears. it wasn't until she looked up from the corner of her eye that she saw she wasn't alone anymore.

”les... is that really you?”

#v░ will be duchess #t░ is that really you #burkeiisms #░ and she is queen

• isabellagreta • holiday )

“ mom!…”

rowan hollered towards her mother, beaconing her mother to come over towards her. the burke family had been spending their winter holiday on the mainland, and narnia sure was a winter wonderland.

”i made you some hot chocolate!”

rowan hollered once more, before turning her attention back towards the little makeshift table filled with all of the goodies needed to make hot chocolate and coffee

#isabellagreta #v░ will be duchess #t░ winter holiday #░ she is my light

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Character Stats Framework.

ourrowantree-blog

full name: rowan aceline burke

alias: duchess of terebinthia

nickname: ro, ro-ro ( by eros )

age: 20

birth date: december 22

ethnicity: white / narnian / american

gender: female

preferred pronouns: she/her

sexual orientation: heterosexual

religion: terebinthian

occupation: daughter / duchess / girlfriend

status: alive

fandom: the chronicles of narnia / bridge to terabithia

face claim: nina dobrev

relationships

parents: isabella burke ( alive ), russell burke ( alive )

siblings: ----

significant other: gale hawthorne

children: ----

cousins: adalyn burke ( alive ), ayla burke ( alive ), leslie burke ( alive ), eros burke ( adayln's son, alive )

aunts/uncles: jo burke ( alive ), todd burke ( alive ), delilah burke ( alive ), david burke ( alive ), Regina Desmond ( alive )

physical traits

eye colour: dark brown

hair colour: brown

height: 5’6” ( without heels )

notable physical traits: n/a

phobias and diseases

phobias: spiders, death, death of loved ones, hurtful words

mental diseases: n/a

when was this diagnosed?: n/a

usual expression/mood

#░ headcanon

The Last Letter

Sometimes, when I'm angry, or when I'm feeling ungrateful, I will sit down in my room and read this letter. It was the last letter I received from my cousin Leslie, before she died. I was so unhappy when she moved to Lark Creek. Her home was in Kauai, with me. That's where she belonged. We kept in touch, a lot, when she moved. We wrote letters all the time, and occasionally talked on the phone. That last letter meant the world to me when my parents got that call that she had passed. I will never forget the day they set me down, and told me that awful news. It felt like my heart was crushed. I know that things are different now, and that I'm back with her, but that letter still means a lot. It helps me realize just how precious life is, and just how short it can be. You need to treat everyone with respect, and love, and compassion. Never take anything for granted.