Narnia: Grey Skies of Britain (Being Foil to the Just King Remix)
Original Fic: Lopsided Sky, by be_themoon
Remix: Grey Skies of Britain (Being Foil to the Just King Remix) [OC, Edmund, 100 Words, Rated PG] by blueyeti
We all know broken men, broken streets; we all shivered beneath the trains, awaiting--
(I know dead friends.)
Only Edmund is scarred to his bones, with another War screaming behind his eyes.
He's only half real every night (so am I)--
"Aslan!" He screams loves? cries? blasphemes? to the dark. (I curse Christ, who murdered Pa.)
--solidifying around a fencing foil where anger spills into raging joy. (I can't fight, Ican'twon'tnever. I'lldie.)
Edmund is stronger than me. I lie for him. ("he had another brother, another father... he smells London burning.")
I'm homeless, too. But Edmund never asks.
Remix: Grey Skies of Britain (Being Foil to the Just King Remix) [OC, Edmund, 100 Words, Rated PG] by blueyeti
We all know broken men, broken streets; we all shivered beneath the trains, awaiting--
(I know dead friends.)
Only Edmund is scarred to his bones, with another War screaming behind his eyes.
He's only half real every night (so am I)--
"Aslan!" He screams loves? cries? blasphemes? to the dark. (I curse Christ, who murdered Pa.)
--solidifying around a fencing foil where anger spills into raging joy. (I can't fight, Ican'twon'tnever. I'lldie.)
Edmund is stronger than me. I lie for him. ("he had another brother, another father... he smells London burning.")
I'm homeless, too. But Edmund never asks.