OH this is so so so lovely. i love the tie-ins with the geography of narnia, the role you fit susan into initially (as mother, thinking of food while everyone else is busy) and how she grows and grapples with her belief. i love how you have her contemplating her failure to return and categorizing it as punishment. i love aslan's gentle correction--i loved those lines snacky quoted so so so much.

this was just so beautifully written, so full of nostalgia and contemplation.

i love how initially the sea is just wonderous, but it comes to embody her--it's maternal, but it's also a method of transport, of evolution. this was gorgeous:

Whether here or there, the sea was endless, its waves rose and fell, regardless of births and deaths, of monarchs who came and went, of empires that rose and fell. She had to move forward, not run away from the past. The tide would catch up with her eventually, knocking her off her feet. Waves fed on waves, and it was the past that made up the life she had now and she would treasure it all, even the tumultuous memories of lives lived twice, in the deepest corners of her heart. She would allow herself to be taken up by the flow of life and let it take here where she was meant to be.

"lives lived twice" dskjfhksd. and that last line! the entire time i was just pausing to admire your turns of phrase.

this was just fantastic thank you so much, i love your susan.