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Daughter of Eve, Eleven/Rose (PG)
Rose could have never known that this very closet had once been the start of a wonderful story, but she should have expected it. The unpredictable and impossible always seemed to accompany innocent looking boxes. 2, 078.
A/N: Crossover with The Chronicles of Narnia.
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Rose could have never known that this very closet had once been the start of a wonderful story, but she should have expected it. The unpredictable and impossible always seemed to accompany innocent looking boxes. 2, 078.
A/N: Crossover with The Chronicles of Narnia.
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I've mentioned to you why I love your writing of Aslan, but I also wanted to add how much I love cute little Tony. It's not hard to see why he loves Rose, and I can only imagine how she would dote on him. I love Tony stories. :-)
I also liked, obviously, how you dealt with Susan. When I was younger, her story made me really upset. The sad thing is, the older I get the more Susans I see (I work with young people): young women (and men), beloved by and so precious to parental figures - teachers and parents and family - but throwing it all away for stupid, STUPID! stuff. It makes me want alternately to cry and to shake them silly. I recently reread the series after several years away, and I remember thinking for the first time how jarringly realistic Susan's story felt (I expected to be upset, as before) - and then thinking that how curious it was that so heavy an observation would be in a children's book!
Often it will take something terrible to shake them awake, as you have done here with so brilliantly with Susan; sometimes, sadly, they never wake up - and I've seen those too. Of course the idealist in me prefers the eventually happy story with Susan returning, but the cynic in me discounts a lot of "Susan returns" FF as too pat and easy. You've captured the depth of her grief, which (imho) makes it a realistic catalyst for her return. Lovely!
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Oh, I cannot begin to tell you how her story broke my heart when I first read it. I could never... I mean, Susan! Who was less quick to believe than Lucy, but Aslan had proved to her time and time again and oh, her joy at riding on Aslan's back... her ending really haunted me. But you are right, as I grow older the more possible and realistic her story seemed and though I was still sad and frustrated, I could also see how she might have ended up like that.
Despite whatever estrangement though, I could not believe that Susan ever stopped loving her family. And the death of them, all of them at once! If anything could shake her, could plant that one seed that might grow in time, I believed very strongly that this was it. I wanted to give her time too, time in this fic to mature, to wise up a bit, so in the end I was content that this was how I managed to save my own little retelling of Susan Penvensie. And I am even more glad that you found it believable!
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