( That Character Values meme )

Outside, it's as cold as one would expect, in the heart of a Scotland winter. There are new mountains on the horizon; Edmund can't decide if he's unsettled by this or glad of it. Not Narnian mountains, of course, not the great ice-peaks of the West or Mount Pire and his rolling kin of the southern border -- Edmund will always recognize their ( Read more... )

( He didn't try. )

Kitty,

I'm not used to writing informal letters anymore I'm sorry ( Read more... )

Edmund is pacing ( Read more... )

Tom ( Read more... )

Edmund is in the kitchen, making tea.

This surprises no-one.

He's also thinking of catching up his correspondence, which might be a surprise if anyone knew that.

Considering how late the hour, and the fact that Alex is asleep on the couch again, he's attempting to be fairly quiet, and has more-or-less decided to save the letters for the morning.

[ last nightIt's strange, how quickly he grew used to sleeping with Kitty in his arms. And the corollary, then, is how difficult it now is, to sleep without her ( Read more... )

Firebird
A fairly sweet, fizzy concoction that's shorter than most other sparkling cocktails.
1.5 measures silver tequila
.5 measure crème de banane
.5 measure lime juice
2 measures sparkling lemonadeFill a rocks glass nearly to the brim with cracked ice. Add the first three ingredients, give them a quick stir and then add the lemonade. Garnish ( Read more... )

He would like it stated for the record that he is minding his own business.

In point of fact, Edmund is sprawled on the floor next to the couch, absently working on a few sketches, with a cup of tea on the table beside him. It's gone cold, long since, but he doesn't seem to have noticed.