I am so cold
Oh, I do hate being sick. Especially this kind of sick. Sore throat, coughing and constantly freezing. It doesn't help that it's -17 Celsius outside. Yesterday, our upstairs toilet froze and it wouldn't flush!
I've been tucked under my down duvet all week. Thank god, my duvet is so warm or else I would have been an icicle all week. So when I haven't been sleeping I have been re-watching season 5 of Gilmore Girls and reading Rory/Logan fanfiction, and downloading music from fileshare_free. I got the entire Glee soundtrack! That's some awesome music.
Here's the three sentence fic I wrote right before new years and forgot to post to my journal before 2010:
Narnia, Edmund, knives
Edmund never went anywhere without being armed (no one would ever make him feel powerless again.) He had boots made especially so he could have more than one knife hidden away in the leather (they expect one, but never two) he had razor blades sewn into the wrists of his shirts, (Susan had been baffled beyond belief when he had asked her to do it for him, since he was less than useless with a needle,) and he had stilettos hidden up his sleeves. Edmund was no fool and he knew that some of his weapons would be found, which was why he always carried more than one.
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Chronicles of Narnia, girl!Edmund, beware
They whisper as she passes them in the corridors, ("She's absolutely mental; did you hear Ms. O'Connor found her carrying a knife?")
They don't understand, and she never expects them too, but when the looks are too hot to bear, she wishes Susan would just talk to her about Narnia, to have someone remind her why she feels the need to arm herself.
When the other girls giggle and whisper and move away from her, Edlyn had never missed her brother more.
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Chronicles of Narnia, girl!Edmund, you won't hurt my family
Edlyn knew she would never be able to forgive herself for all the bad things she did, all the horrible thoughts and words she said about her siblings- how she sold them out for sweets. When the White Witch strode into Aslan's Camp as if she owned it, Edlyn's throat closed up and revulsion and attraction battled it out in her body; when Peter stepped in front of her and claimed she had to go through him to get to her, Edlyn had never loved him more. So when she saw the White Witch going for Peter, (and even though she had planned to be a good girl and get away like Peter said) she instinctively turned around and ran to protect him; this time she would not be the one responsible for him getting hurt and there was no way in hell she was going to let the White Witch kill him.
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Narnia, boy!Pevensies, this is how we fall apart
They are never really together anymore; when they see each other it's always one on one, and when they are all four it's not the same- lots of awkward silences and conversations that never gets started. There's a great unspoken thing in the room that no one points out anymore; (what's the point?) Lucas is permanently angry at Sam, and Peter tries endlessly to mediate between them-- Sam refuses to even mention Narnia- he even gets uncomfortable when they talk about Queen Elizabeth, because he's afraid Lucas is going to use that topic to steer the conversation over to other things and Edmund, Edmund loves all his brothers and refuse to even get involved; Narnia was real and that's that; if Sam is going to claim any different then that's his problem, but he's going to have to go without Edmund's company. To deny Narnia is something Edmund will never do; and that's why they are falling apart- No one is talking to each other anymore.
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Anastasia, Anya/Dmitri, visiting her family's graves
Life had brought them to Russia,- she wanted to go back to the Winter Palace, look at it with new eyes; after all, last time she had been there she didn't know it had once been her home.
Anya didn't realise have much she wanted it before she said it out loud; I want to visit my family's grave,- Dmitri looked at her silently, searching her eyes for something, before nodding; Sure, I'll take you tomorrow.
She would never have been able to do this alone, without Dmitri; his presence was grounding her and his warm hand kept her from falling apart; he just held her and let her say goodbye.
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Narnia, boy!Lucy/Peter, "Peter, you need to stop acting so ancient."
Lucas looked him deep in the eyes and smiled, "Peter, everything is going to be all right."
When Lucas smiled like that Peter was ready to believe anything he said.
"You have to stop worrying," Lucas stroked the frown between Peter's eyes, "You have to stop acting so ancient."
**
I've been tucked under my down duvet all week. Thank god, my duvet is so warm or else I would have been an icicle all week. So when I haven't been sleeping I have been re-watching season 5 of Gilmore Girls and reading Rory/Logan fanfiction, and downloading music from fileshare_free. I got the entire Glee soundtrack! That's some awesome music.
Here's the three sentence fic I wrote right before new years and forgot to post to my journal before 2010:
Narnia, Edmund, knives
Edmund never went anywhere without being armed (no one would ever make him feel powerless again.) He had boots made especially so he could have more than one knife hidden away in the leather (they expect one, but never two) he had razor blades sewn into the wrists of his shirts, (Susan had been baffled beyond belief when he had asked her to do it for him, since he was less than useless with a needle,) and he had stilettos hidden up his sleeves. Edmund was no fool and he knew that some of his weapons would be found, which was why he always carried more than one.
**
Chronicles of Narnia, girl!Edmund, beware
They whisper as she passes them in the corridors, ("She's absolutely mental; did you hear Ms. O'Connor found her carrying a knife?")
They don't understand, and she never expects them too, but when the looks are too hot to bear, she wishes Susan would just talk to her about Narnia, to have someone remind her why she feels the need to arm herself.
When the other girls giggle and whisper and move away from her, Edlyn had never missed her brother more.
**
Chronicles of Narnia, girl!Edmund, you won't hurt my family
Edlyn knew she would never be able to forgive herself for all the bad things she did, all the horrible thoughts and words she said about her siblings- how she sold them out for sweets. When the White Witch strode into Aslan's Camp as if she owned it, Edlyn's throat closed up and revulsion and attraction battled it out in her body; when Peter stepped in front of her and claimed she had to go through him to get to her, Edlyn had never loved him more. So when she saw the White Witch going for Peter, (and even though she had planned to be a good girl and get away like Peter said) she instinctively turned around and ran to protect him; this time she would not be the one responsible for him getting hurt and there was no way in hell she was going to let the White Witch kill him.
**
Narnia, boy!Pevensies, this is how we fall apart
They are never really together anymore; when they see each other it's always one on one, and when they are all four it's not the same- lots of awkward silences and conversations that never gets started. There's a great unspoken thing in the room that no one points out anymore; (what's the point?) Lucas is permanently angry at Sam, and Peter tries endlessly to mediate between them-- Sam refuses to even mention Narnia- he even gets uncomfortable when they talk about Queen Elizabeth, because he's afraid Lucas is going to use that topic to steer the conversation over to other things and Edmund, Edmund loves all his brothers and refuse to even get involved; Narnia was real and that's that; if Sam is going to claim any different then that's his problem, but he's going to have to go without Edmund's company. To deny Narnia is something Edmund will never do; and that's why they are falling apart- No one is talking to each other anymore.
**
Anastasia, Anya/Dmitri, visiting her family's graves
Life had brought them to Russia,- she wanted to go back to the Winter Palace, look at it with new eyes; after all, last time she had been there she didn't know it had once been her home.
Anya didn't realise have much she wanted it before she said it out loud; I want to visit my family's grave,- Dmitri looked at her silently, searching her eyes for something, before nodding; Sure, I'll take you tomorrow.
She would never have been able to do this alone, without Dmitri; his presence was grounding her and his warm hand kept her from falling apart; he just held her and let her say goodbye.
**
Narnia, boy!Lucy/Peter, "Peter, you need to stop acting so ancient."
Lucas looked him deep in the eyes and smiled, "Peter, everything is going to be all right."
When Lucas smiled like that Peter was ready to believe anything he said.
"You have to stop worrying," Lucas stroked the frown between Peter's eyes, "You have to stop acting so ancient."
**