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20 | {narnia} a song never forgotten fails  
erasureathon is going on again! And here is my submission for this round :)

Title: a song never forgotten fails
Rating: G
Fandom (of original text): Chronicles of Narnia
Pairings/Characters: Peter and Edmund Pevensie
Word Count: 276
Summary: Narnia forgotten, Narnia remembered. An erasure for erasureathon

Disclaimer: I do not own the Chronicles of Narnia, nor do I own turkeyish's Le quattro stagioni, The Secret Places of the Sun, or Agnus Dei.

pulses march infinitely
taught well.
wild, heady moments caught in hair underneath a merciless sun.
he remembers the smell of his kingdom.
more magnificent than anything else he knows
loved too much

Edmund finds he cannot recall Morning
wide-eyed eagerness perched on siblings
in the end it turns out

all Edmund really remembers is Narnia
the endless expanse enticing before his eyes
their towering acropolis the light of the dying day

their city to protect
bodies of their exertion follow

across shadowed something to see –
to see
Edmund climbs higher and higher
along white walls

bright eyes outstretched
slim strength surprises
her satin kiss unpleasant.
silver blades winking, a show.

she the exquisite
she toys with him
his brother says, “a trick”

his eyes adjust in the darkness to find her
her lips finely arched
raven-coloured hair
sharp eyes

he knows that the men, women, and children
are motionless
she gives him a smile

a horn sounds in the distance
sounds again smooth, rolling on and on and on

the sun surfaces, blinding
the dawn, he says
Her eyes are dark
like liquefied sweets

memory slips quietly from his mind
he could never forget that

we’re all safe and together
he contemplates black
the unpredictable patterns trace fingertips

he built stratagems
They found themselves
the Magnificent
feeling devising testing battle

gold roars
the country, weeping, will continue longer than anyone

Narnia on the pavement
Cair Paravel
home twists

something unnamable inside

Peter sits, rapt
eyes dark shadows
devouring the honeyed wine, heavy
stamped in gold upon the crimson
he makes himself his own

gold roars bright
drowning, still silent
mood: artistic
music: Regina Spektor - Us | Powered by Last.fm
Turkish [Delight]: glee - puck and rachelturkeyish on March 13th, 2010 01:03 am (UTC)
*happy sigh* oh, bb. i'm sorry it took so long for me to respond to this (but real life has been beating. me. down.), and i'm totally going to need to come back and type a proper comment, but oh! i just wanted to say that this is more gorgeous and more eerie and more sorrowful than anything i could ever hope to write. thank you so much for this, it's amazing. :) i love the way you put words together - it's not even you erasing me, but just you being faaantastic at painting a wonderfully and utterly perfect (in its brokenness) picture.

again, thanks so much! ILU, BB.
凯茜kathy~☆: Morgana [secrets are very fun]katakokk on March 13th, 2010 03:10 am (UTC)
*blushes* Take some credit, bb! If you didn't have so many wonderful, wonderful phrases for me to snatch up and use for this, this wouldn't be the way it is now! Your writing is really, really lovely, you can carry a narrative nicely and still have all this gorgeous description. ♥

Also, I totally understand about RL. ♥ *hugs*