Bearing Gifts, for snacky

[nfe-gremlin.livejournal.com]

Bearing Gifts, for snacky. Written by wingedflight21.

He arrives in a sleigh and is dressed in red velvet and brass buckles, much like a picture come to life. Helen grips her husband’s arm tight; her cheeks are flushed pink with excitement and her breath escapes her in crystallized puffs. "Are you… Father Christmas, sir?" His chuckle is deep and heavy, reminding Frank of this world before the lights and song and time itself. With surprising ease, the man swings his leather sack down from the sled to rest in the snow beside him. "I have many names," he acknowledges, "And indeed, today I have come bearing gifts."

Original Prompt: What's a Christmas in Narnia like? Pevensies in the Golden Age, Caspian, Rilian, Tirian... I would be happy with anyone.

Comments

[harmony-lover.livejournal.com]

Helen and Frank at Christmas! I love it! We see so little of them, and this picture is just marvelous - Helen's wonder and excitement, the details of Father Christmas's wardrobe, and the allusion to the fact that he is called many things, in many cultures. Just wonderful! Thank you so much.

[wingedflight21.livejournal.com]

Thank you! After this I feel like I really need to dabble more into the beginnings of Narnia because it's such fun to write Helen and Frank.

[harmony-lover.livejournal.com]

We really don't see enough of them, it's true. They are alluded to and invoked a great deal, but I have yet to see anyone tell their full story. :)