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Growing Up by sheldrake [PG]
Fandom: Narnia
Pairing: None
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sheldrake
Author Website: website
Why this story must be read:
Perhaps unknowingly, Lewis set up a peculiar dichotomy between the two Pevensie girls: one grown up, practical, destined for someplace other than Narnia; and one clinging to the world of her childhood, a dreamer, always desperately hoping to go back to Narnia. It is not a far cry to think of them not getting on well as they aged in England. If, as Lewis notes, Susan was not a friend of Narnia at the point of her death, how then could Lucy be a friend to her as well--Lucy, so Narnian in every bone and breath and word.
In this story, sheldrake looks more closely at the two sisters, how they differed after Price Caspian, and how they might have been closer than they ever knew.
The other week, Susan took a friend's little girl to the cinema, and they saw a film about twin sisters separated at birth. It made Susan cry, which was unusual, because the film was a comedy, and Susan doesn't cry very often. She felt obliged to invent a summer cold, and sat there, thankful for the darkness, snuffling into her handkerchief and feeling foolish. She felt a fool because had had a sister once, and had taken her for granted, and lost her again. And there would be no loving reunion. No making up for time wasted. She felt cheated and injured, and oh, such a fool. The friend's child laughed, and never noticed a thing.
Growing Up
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:
sheldrakeAuthor Website: website
Why this story must be read:
Perhaps unknowingly, Lewis set up a peculiar dichotomy between the two Pevensie girls: one grown up, practical, destined for someplace other than Narnia; and one clinging to the world of her childhood, a dreamer, always desperately hoping to go back to Narnia. It is not a far cry to think of them not getting on well as they aged in England. If, as Lewis notes, Susan was not a friend of Narnia at the point of her death, how then could Lucy be a friend to her as well--Lucy, so Narnian in every bone and breath and word.
In this story, sheldrake looks more closely at the two sisters, how they differed after Price Caspian, and how they might have been closer than they ever knew.
The other week, Susan took a friend's little girl to the cinema, and they saw a film about twin sisters separated at birth. It made Susan cry, which was unusual, because the film was a comedy, and Susan doesn't cry very often. She felt obliged to invent a summer cold, and sat there, thankful for the darkness, snuffling into her handkerchief and feeling foolish. She felt a fool because had had a sister once, and had taken her for granted, and lost her again. And there would be no loving reunion. No making up for time wasted. She felt cheated and injured, and oh, such a fool. The friend's child laughed, and never noticed a thing.
Growing Up
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