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[be_themoon]

Fics done from prompts.

Edmund/Jadis, recidivism for lassiterfics 
Narnia AU: In which Edmund gets left behind at the end with Susan for turkeyish (due to the large plot I tried to fit into this, it's in two parts... and now I almost want to write more of it. Also? Warning: pretty much everyone DIES.)

Still willing to do more, might take another of Lass's prompts and if anyone else wants to give me prompts I'd love to. I need to writeee.

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[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...how about...

Edmund and a talking willow.

Because I'm that cracked up like that. Interpret that however you want, but I will say that when I say "talking willow" I keep thinking of the tree in Pocahantas. XD

Edmund and a talking willow.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

"I'm lost, aren't I?" Edmund says to no one in particular. This isn't an unusual turn of events - Peter might know Narnia like the back of his hand already, but Edmund gets lost regularly and has yet to memorize every single map he's ever seen (a talent Peter seems to think is absolutely normal).

"That depends," somebody nearby says, "on how you define lost, and where you were going." He jumps and looks around, but there isn't anything there that could possibly be the deep voice he just heard, is there.

"Well, I've cracked up," he announces. "Knew it was coming any day now. If Peter won't go insane, I guess I have to."

"That statement does not make any sense," the deep voice says, and he pinpoints it to a rather large willow standing on the side of the road.

"You're talking, aren't you?" he says, and sits down in the middle of the road. "Why does everything in Narnia talk?! It's like a giant conspiracy to make sure everything that ever happens to me gets noticed!"

There is a long pause.

"I'm not sure I follow you at all," the willow says, and he can see the faint outlines of the old man lounging inside the trunk. "But yes, it's me talking."

"Well, I am lost," Edmund announces. "And this time I really don't care who hears it." He crosses his legs and tilts his head back to the sun. "Besides," he adds. "The others will come looking for me eventually, and Peter's been needing a break anyways. He does too much paperwork. I bet his tan starts fading any day now."

Re: Edmund and a talking willow.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

THIS. THIS IS LOVE. ♥

Re: Edmund and a talking willow.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

I think I did a horrible job on characterization (though I can see Edmund saying some of those things), but it was a fun piece to write. Mostly just for the heck of it, really. XD

Re: Edmund and a talking willow.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

It is simply so hilarious that I have no complaint.