[Notes: Takes place shortly after this thread. Mainly aimed at justmagnificent but anyone is welcome to jump in/threadjack or start a new line of comments.]

He'd never been drunk before. Indeed, Caspian had never really tasted alcohol before. ...save for strictly ceremonial occasions when a sip or two of wine was required. But, the negotiations with the ( Read more... )

“The Lion was still singing. But now the song had once more changed.
It was more like what we should call a tune, but it was also far wilder.
It made you want to run and jump and climb. It made you want to shout.
It made you want to rush at people and either hug them or fight them.”

( Thank you for the music; for giving it to me )

[ On this day, the eve of summer turning to fall, his step is measured, his destination sure.

Will you walk with him? ]

((ooc: Timeline and location of your choosing! /o/))

CABIN FEVER

We got cabin fever we've lost what sense we had
We got cabin fever, we're all going mad

That's right. Wherever you are, whatever it is you've been doing, there is a certain point where you just lose your mind. Or what little mind you have left.

( A chica chica boom boom chic! )

He'd taken to spending the evenings after supper out in the courtyard, gazing out over the plain leading to the Narnian woods. Caspian the Tenth, rightful king, vented a quiet sigh as he watched the shadows lengthen across the landscape. He loved this land, the people and creatures inhabiting it, and was more than glad that they were all on the ( Read more... )

It had grown dark in the study without Peter realizing. He sat in a large arm chair, engrossed in a considerably thick history volume. Peter had been there for the past few hours, the evening sneaking up on him. He wasn't necessarily hiding from anyone, but he couldn't say he didn't enjoy the rare moment of quiet.

[ ooc; narnia or england, young ( Read more... )