fic: the calm before another storm
Story: along this road he lost his soul
Title: the calm before another storm
Characters/Pairings: Susan/Caspian
Rating: I'm going to say R just to be safe
Summary: [One hundred drabbles for the casue100 prompt table.] She learns to become a queen again by demanding, in the council rooms and in the practice yard. She speaks to the Telmarines through her feet, through the arch of her wrists and the curve of her calves and the twin dimples on either side of her spine.
Notes: See the full author's note for the story you don't really care about, but long story short: I saw Prince Caspian, cleverly deduced/theorized that the Telmarines could potentially be survivors from the Spanish Armada that crashed off the coast of Ireland in the 1500's, and went into flamenco overdrive. Any culture oversights are all my fault, and I apologize. Prompt: dance.
(Susan had thought the Telmarines a shuttered, distant people in comparison to the Narnians, but the Telmarines have a place for passion and wildness and a place for self-control, because they cannot direct themselves otherwise.)
Title: the calm before another storm
Characters/Pairings: Susan/Caspian
Rating: I'm going to say R just to be safe
Summary: [One hundred drabbles for the casue100 prompt table.] She learns to become a queen again by demanding, in the council rooms and in the practice yard. She speaks to the Telmarines through her feet, through the arch of her wrists and the curve of her calves and the twin dimples on either side of her spine.
Notes: See the full author's note for the story you don't really care about, but long story short: I saw Prince Caspian, cleverly deduced/theorized that the Telmarines could potentially be survivors from the Spanish Armada that crashed off the coast of Ireland in the 1500's, and went into flamenco overdrive. Any culture oversights are all my fault, and I apologize. Prompt: dance.
(Susan had thought the Telmarines a shuttered, distant people in comparison to the Narnians, but the Telmarines have a place for passion and wildness and a place for self-control, because they cannot direct themselves otherwise.)