#the silver chair

[lenoreamidala]

the silver chair + locations

[maybebitterxox]

Hey guys. Whatever you do. Don’t think about Peter learning from Eustace that Caspian had lived his entire life, gotten married, had a son and died, all within the span of a few months for Peter. And don’t think about how he has to go through every day afterwards carrying that knowledge.

[starlight-susan]

Lucy Pevensie

"Once upon a time, there was a girl who believed in magic."

[narniansteel]

My Roman empire is that time this 13 year old girl threw an arrow so hard it went through a man's armor and into his chest 🙂

[always-a-monarch]

"When you were there," she ventures, "did Caspian... was he still...?" Whatever she can or can't remember, she's sure it must have gone both ways. One of the few things she knows is that Caspian had such a big heart, and her brother has always been so easy to love. Lucy carefully folds Eustace's letter back up, eyes on her hands. "He kept Peter's sword, avoided every mention like it burned. Eustace thought he hated him for a good while." There's a lump in Susan's throat. She swallows around it. "Does Peter know?" Her sister bites at a hangnail on her thumb, and Susan winces when the skin pulls back too far in a pink line, when bright beads of red well up. Lucy scrunches her nose, licks away the blood, presses the wound against one of the darker squares on her chequered skirt. "I wanted to tell him. Ed said not to, said it'd only hurt more, so I didn't." Her lips press together and all of a sudden Susan realises her sister is trying not to cry. "Lu-" she starts, only for her sister to interrupt. "-I think people should know, shouldn't they?" Her eyes flash as she looks up at Susan, voice loud enough that some of the girls at a table nearby look up at them. "Wouldn't you want to know?" She asks, quieter, "if someone loved you like that?" Susan takes a deep breath in and it comes out all shaky. "I don't think I would," she confesses. Her sister frowns. "What would it change, Lucy?" She doesn't quite keep the wobble out of her voice. "Especially now." Now that Caspian's dead and gone, she refuses to say. Lucy's fingers crumple the corner of the letter before she notices, smooths it out and pins it beneath a heavy book. "That's what Edmund said." Her brows knit deeper, a defiant angle. "I'd want to know," she adds. "It matters." She looks back up at Susan, pleading, now. "Even if it doesn't change anything, the love matters." Her lip trembles and Susan sees this is about more than Peter and Caspian. This is about a ruined castle and too many friends lost to another world and time. When Lucy bursts into tears, Susan is there to hold her. "They loved you," she whispers. "They all loved you so much. I promise, Lu."

Forever rotating this section of my Susan bigfic in my mind actually.

From: I'm at best/ half sure what happened. I want to start over.

[crierthrice]

Oooooh what if Rilian had, like, little "starry traits" that he inherited from his mother? Freckles that resemble clusters of stars, streaks in his hair that you don't notice during the day but that glow in the moonlight. Deep, dark blue eyes, so dark they're almost black, and if you look closely, they seem like they hide small galaxies in them.

[fairmerthefarmer]

I think I’ve decided to call this finished for now. I may want to come back to this sometime to add more pretty lighting or do a more detailed background but it’s good enough for now.

My main goal with making this is to have a more put together illustration to show my concept of Lilliandil/name tbd queen, because I have LOTS of sketches but nothing fully rendered. If I can manage I want to at least do caspian and rillian too for my own reference.

Also I still have resistance to calling her lilliandil but truly c.s. Lewis gave me nothing for this woman’s name.

[hiddenvioletsgrow]

The authors barely disguised WII ration trauma

Bro was speaking from EXPERIENCE