chronicles of narnia | the rapport between water and sand | Susan+Lucy

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Title: the rapport between water and sand
Character(s): Susan Pevensie, Lucy Pevensie
Wordcount: 1053
Summary: Cair Paravel is full of strangers that night, fine men in fine clothing who do not quite belong in these halls usually filled with Talking Beasts and dwarves and all sorts of other Narnians. Takes place about a month or two after the Pevensies become Kings & Queens of Narnia.
Warning(s): none
Disclaimer: I do not claim any ownership over the Chronicles of Narnia.
Notes: The title was taken from a line from Andrew Zawacki's Credo. This was written for pencildragon11 as a part of the narniaexchange. I was given a long list of prompts and scenarios to choose from, but the ones I ultimately ended up using were these:

Lucy being inept at homemaking/sewing/cooking
"We are never deceived; we deceive ourselves" —Goethe
"In quietness and confidence shall be your strength."

This fic was originally posted here, but since the authors have now all been revealed, I figured that it was time to post it over here. ♥

( I believe in rain / to cover what mourns )