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Before the Moon Rose by Katie Vieceli [PG]
Fandom: Narnia
Pairing: brief Edmund/Caspian
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author Website: website
Why this story must be read:
Katie is one of my favorite authors generally, and her turn in Narnia fanfiction made my toes curl there for awhile. She has a way of conveying a character's darkest secrets, secrets they don't even know they possess, in an effortless and engaging way. This takes place during Dawn Treader and adds an interesting element to the fantasy we known and love.
"Are you all right?" Edmund scrambled for a match and lit the lantern, bathing the small cabin in light. Caspian was sitting up in his hammock, his face a sickly pale shade of grey.
"I'm fine, Edmund," he replied, "but if you would get Drinian, please. He'll know what to do."
Edmund was already pulling on his shoes. "Is it his turn at the wheel tonight?"
"Yes. And please, hurry."
He spent the rest of the night in Lucy's cabin, talking of past adventures and ignoring Eustace, who had insisted he was too ill to sleep in "that horrible Black Hole" and in the morning Caspian seemed fine again.
Before the Moon Rose
Pairing: brief Edmund/Caspian
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author Website: website
Why this story must be read:
Katie is one of my favorite authors generally, and her turn in Narnia fanfiction made my toes curl there for awhile. She has a way of conveying a character's darkest secrets, secrets they don't even know they possess, in an effortless and engaging way. This takes place during Dawn Treader and adds an interesting element to the fantasy we known and love.
"Are you all right?" Edmund scrambled for a match and lit the lantern, bathing the small cabin in light. Caspian was sitting up in his hammock, his face a sickly pale shade of grey.
"I'm fine, Edmund," he replied, "but if you would get Drinian, please. He'll know what to do."
Edmund was already pulling on his shoes. "Is it his turn at the wheel tonight?"
"Yes. And please, hurry."
He spent the rest of the night in Lucy's cabin, talking of past adventures and ignoring Eustace, who had insisted he was too ill to sleep in "that horrible Black Hole" and in the morning Caspian seemed fine again.
Before the Moon Rose