Fic: ‘A valuable gift.’
Title: A valuable gift.
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia (movie)
Rating: (G)
Time Period: During the Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe: Lucy’s first visit with Mister Tumnus.
Summary: Mr Tumnus decides.
Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).
I’ve never touched this moment except once, in Cherished moments of a journey and the afterward, in He knows he did right.
But, even then, I never really touched upon the decision of letting Lucy go, how her cry affected him, warming his heart. I’ve probably not done a very good job of it here, though! But it was worth a try!
Disclaimer
All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of C. S. Lewis as well as Andrew Adamson, Ann Peacock, Christopher Markus & Stephen McFeely (their interpretations); I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by his estate.
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I thought you were my friend!
The cry cuts through him; her eyes accuse him.
She thought he was her friend. He had taken her in, away from the cold and the snow, away from the eyes of the trees and the birds and others. Away from all that and into his cosy home with a warm fire and a pot of tea as well as sardines.
What else was she to think but that he was her friend? How was she to know he wasn’t when everything said differently?
He feels a pang in his heart.
How could he give such an innocent to the Secret Police, knowing what he does of his Queen? How could he? Why should he betray his ...
Here his mind fails and his heart steps in, giving him the word he lacked.
Friend. He’d not had one in so long he’d forgotten what it was to have one. The warmth that floods through him is unfamiliar but ever so welcomed. He jumps to his hooves, ignoring the cold and the dark for they hold him no longer.
He would prove worthy of the valuable gift she gives him.
“We must be quick and careful. Even some of the trees are on her side!”
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia (movie)
Rating: (G)
Time Period: During the Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe: Lucy’s first visit with Mister Tumnus.
Summary: Mr Tumnus decides.
Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).
I’ve never touched this moment except once, in Cherished moments of a journey and the afterward, in He knows he did right.
But, even then, I never really touched upon the decision of letting Lucy go, how her cry affected him, warming his heart. I’ve probably not done a very good job of it here, though! But it was worth a try!
Disclaimer
All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of C. S. Lewis as well as Andrew Adamson, Ann Peacock, Christopher Markus & Stephen McFeely (their interpretations); I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by his estate.
_______________________
I thought you were my friend!
The cry cuts through him; her eyes accuse him.
She thought he was her friend. He had taken her in, away from the cold and the snow, away from the eyes of the trees and the birds and others. Away from all that and into his cosy home with a warm fire and a pot of tea as well as sardines.
What else was she to think but that he was her friend? How was she to know he wasn’t when everything said differently?
He feels a pang in his heart.
How could he give such an innocent to the Secret Police, knowing what he does of his Queen? How could he? Why should he betray his ...
Here his mind fails and his heart steps in, giving him the word he lacked.
Friend. He’d not had one in so long he’d forgotten what it was to have one. The warmth that floods through him is unfamiliar but ever so welcomed. He jumps to his hooves, ignoring the cold and the dark for they hold him no longer.
He would prove worthy of the valuable gift she gives him.
“We must be quick and careful. Even some of the trees are on her side!”