Fic: Not Calling to Eternity

[nfe_gremlin]

Title: Not Calling to Eternity
Author: bedlamsbard
Recipient: elenielofnarnia
Rating: PG
Spoilers/Warnings: no warnings, references to The Silver Chair but no direct spoilers.
Summary: Morning on the twelfth day brings with it a slight lessening of fever, somewhat less of the urge to vomit every seven minutes, and Eustace Scrubb bearing with him a packet of books and a

Comments

[animus_wyrmis]

I really liked this! There's so little Eustace/Jill (that I see, anyway), but this was totally perfect. I love how descriptive it all is, how Jill remembers and forgets and wonders about it all, the little mentions of the Pevensies. And the Jill/Eustace is awkwardly sweet, which is just how it should be.

Maybe it just - pops into existence when he wants it too, and that’s why it seems like so much time has passed. Because no time has passed; he’s just…made something new
That's so interesting and I really like it! It would take Jill to think of it, I think; the others were there too long.

[caramelsilver]

Oh this was so lovely. Not too fluffy, (I'm not sure if you *can* write pure 'ow my tooth hurts' fluff?)but nice in a bittersweet way. I can totally see how Jill and Eustace could go from this to the ones they are in Dust. I really wanted to see how you would write them outside of Narnia (which is why I gave you this prompt *g*) and I think you did really great.

It's a weird thought that Jill has, questioning the realness of Narnia. She's not questioning Aslan, but rather if Narnia isn't just his playground that pops into existence when he wants to play with humans, which... is a very disturbing thought.

Loved the songs! And it's so cute that Eustace would spend all his money to run away from his cousins. And even though she's sick he'd rather spend time at her bedside than being in a house full of screaming (crazy) Pevensies.

[makinhistory]

Aw, this is wonderful! So sweet and light, yet profound at the same time. I don't quite know how I feel about your descriptions of the Pevensies, but may I say that I absolutely love your writing style? It's easy to read but captures such emotion!

I, for some reason, really liked this line:
“Eurch,” Eustace says, fastidiously, and hands her the glass of water from her bedside table when Jill reaches for it blindly.

Keep up your excellent writing! :)

[notoriousreign]

Oooooohh... =3
I love it! I half-expected it to be Eustace who gets sick but I love what you did with this!

Fantastic job! ♥

[miss_morland]

There's not enough CS-based fic out there, and this piece was beautifully written. I was intrigued by your Eustace -- he obviously still holds some dislike for his cousins, which is interesting. The song was a very nice touch, too; I loved the authentic feel of it. :-)

Thanks for a great read!