fic, of a sort
Oct. 14th, 2004 08:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bantha_fodderin honour of beta-appreciation day, which i understand was yesterday, or something, i have written 150 words of dubious quality about edmund after lww, for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elynrae, who, due to the fact that i've barely written anything in the last two years, has the questionable honour of being the most often utilised beta since my fanfic writing heyday (2000).
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Edmund sits in the dark, on his hands, and is very quiet. You and I know that this is unusual behaviour for Edmund, but the Edmund that you and I know is long gone (or yet to come) and this Edmund forgot himself and spoke out of turn. This Edmund took a bite of a sweet and spat it out, for it was not as sweet as any sugarcoated treat of Narnia; not even a pale echo of the delights of Jadis. This Edmund will not cry when he trips in the field, and all the others laugh at him. This Edmund treats his clothes carelessly and rips the fabric when he falls. This Edmund will not take the council of his brother. This Edmund longs, and twists, and makes promises that he cannot keep, even though he knows it is wrong. This Edmund cares not for Aslan, or Narnia.
elynrae, who, due to the fact that i've barely written anything in the last two years, has the questionable honour of being the most often utilised beta since my fanfic writing heyday (2000).*
Edmund sits in the dark, on his hands, and is very quiet. You and I know that this is unusual behaviour for Edmund, but the Edmund that you and I know is long gone (or yet to come) and this Edmund forgot himself and spoke out of turn. This Edmund took a bite of a sweet and spat it out, for it was not as sweet as any sugarcoated treat of Narnia; not even a pale echo of the delights of Jadis. This Edmund will not cry when he trips in the field, and all the others laugh at him. This Edmund treats his clothes carelessly and rips the fabric when he falls. This Edmund will not take the council of his brother. This Edmund longs, and twists, and makes promises that he cannot keep, even though he knows it is wrong. This Edmund cares not for Aslan, or Narnia.
