Just lovely. I'm not familiar with the book or with Hwin, but it's not really necessary in order to enjoy this story and understand the characters and appreciate the insights. I never finished the Narnia books (they made me angry, for various reasons, as a child), but from what I remember of Aslan, you've captured him well. And the "horse-ness" of Hwin comes through well, too. (Is Lewis borrowing from Swift for her name, do you know?)
My favorite lines/bits:
--the ending --The scents were coming from the other side, carried by the wind; they were rich and familiar, holding nothing but promises. --"Freedom is a strange gift," Aslan said. "It is both wonderful and merciless: dumb slaves may follow their masters unconditionally in return for oats and grooming, but free Horses of Narnia must follow their own heart, even if it means getting their coat full of dirt." I just love this.
Oh, this story is beautiful. Really and truly beautiful. Thank you for writing it and sharing it! :)
The wind was blowing, the scents richer than ever, manifesting in her mind as images from long ago, sun-lit and carefree. Hwin closed her eyes again, feeling Aslan's breath warm upon her forehead -- he touched it with his tongue, a Lion's kiss. In that moment, all trepidation, all nervousness was gone; she breathed deeply, joy and strength flooding through her veins.
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My favorite lines/bits:
--the ending
--The scents were coming from the other side, carried by the wind; they were rich and familiar, holding nothing but promises.
--"Freedom is a strange gift," Aslan said. "It is both wonderful and merciless: dumb slaves may follow their masters unconditionally in return for oats and grooming, but free Horses of Narnia must follow their own heart, even if it means getting their coat full of dirt." I just love this.
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The wind was blowing, the scents richer than ever, manifesting in her mind as images from long ago, sun-lit and carefree. Hwin closed her eyes again, feeling Aslan's breath warm upon her forehead -- he touched it with his tongue, a Lion's kiss. In that moment, all trepidation, all nervousness was gone; she breathed deeply, joy and strength flooding through her veins.
My favorite bit--though it was hard to choose.
[Posted in the correct spot this time. :)]
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And don't worry; I have nothing against receiving comments at my LJ. *g*
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[Cool beans. ;)]
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