Hold a Mirror to the World, for sophiap

[nfe-gremlin.livejournal.com]

Hold a Mirror to the World, for sophiap. Written by vialethe.

They've not yet made an end to the fighting, that first spring; on campaign, Edmund recalls his last birthday was in wartime too. He doubts anyone will note the day, not out here; nor can he blame them, not when Narnians still fall every week in battle. Not when they still uncover statues, their faces crumbled with age. So he buries hope and steps from his tent, only to be nearly blinded by rising sunlight, reflecting from an army of weaponry raised in his honor. "Happy Birthday, Ed," Peter says, grinning; Edmund blames the glare for his wet eyes.

Original Prompt: One of the four Pevensies celebrates a birthday shortly after arriving in Narnia.

Comments

[rthstewart.livejournal.com]

Vialethe you are wonderful addition to the Narnian writers. This is terrific and as shown in the 3 sentence ficathon, you do a great job with these short forms -- packing lots and lots in a very small amount of space. This is a terrific drabble -- emotive without being emotional, and so effective. Just a lovely piece.

[vialethe]

Thanks very much - you're so kind. I admit I do better with shorter formats, and always stand a bit in awe of authors like you who do so well with long, plotty scenes/fics.

[miss-morland.livejournal.com]

Oh, that brought tears to my eyes as well. <3 *loves Edmund* Really well done!

[snacky]

Aw, birthday surprise! How lovely!

[sophiap.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you so much for this! This is exactly the sort of story I was hoping for! Poor Edmund, all set for yet another birthday to be suffused with crappy memories, and then... I adore the imagery of the sunlight being reflected from all the weapons.

Beautifully done, and again, thank you!

[vialethe]

You're welcome, I'm so pleased you liked it! Edmund is my darling, so of course I chose to make him happy.

[harmony-lover.livejournal.com]

Oh, so wonderful. Edmund is actually quite marvelous in this little drabble - thinking of so many others before himself, which is already a marker of the king he is and will be. The imagery is gorgeous when he steps out of the tent - and I knew Peter would remember! (Peter is my darling of the brothers, and so I attribute to him all good things like that. ;) Thank you for sharing this wonderful little drabble.