Narnia Drabble: "The space between right now and back then"
Okay, right now I'm working on a lot of fics (the ones I have to update and some new ones), but none of them are finished, except this one.
100 words to the dot, I'll be doing a little revisit to the prompts in 100foraslan. #1 - sleeping in
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Title: “The space between right now and back then”
Author: Me
Beta: Not betaed yet
Rating: PG
Characters: Susan
Pairing: hints of Peter/Susan if you squint very hard
Warnings: None
A/N: Post-LWW. English is not my native language.
Summary: Susan was not one to sleep in, but just this time she'd allow herself five more minutes.
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Susan drifted out of sleep, waking up but not quite, and wondered what had interrupted her slumber.
Then a deep and rich sound -a lover’s whisper- reached her ears and a happy smile graced her face.
“Rise and shine, my Gentle Queen.”
But the whisper morphed into a high-pitched, childish voice -a brother’s voice- and a frown marred her features.
“Come on, Susan, wake up.”
Her frown only deepened when she realized that both voices belonged to the same person.
She mumbled something, turning away from the voice(s), and fell asleep.
She dreamt of High Kings and Golden Ages again.
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Comments are love!! Con-crit is very much welcomed too
100 words to the dot, I'll be doing a little revisit to the prompts in 100foraslan. #1 - sleeping in
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Title: “The space between right now and back then”
Author: Me
Beta: Not betaed yet
Rating: PG
Characters: Susan
Pairing: hints of Peter/Susan if you squint very hard
Warnings: None
A/N: Post-LWW. English is not my native language.
Summary: Susan was not one to sleep in, but just this time she'd allow herself five more minutes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Susan drifted out of sleep, waking up but not quite, and wondered what had interrupted her slumber.
Then a deep and rich sound -a lover’s whisper- reached her ears and a happy smile graced her face.
“Rise and shine, my Gentle Queen.”
But the whisper morphed into a high-pitched, childish voice -a brother’s voice- and a frown marred her features.
“Come on, Susan, wake up.”
Her frown only deepened when she realized that both voices belonged to the same person.
She mumbled something, turning away from the voice(s), and fell asleep.
She dreamt of High Kings and Golden Ages again.
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Comments are love!! Con-crit is very much welcomed too