I am so, so pleased that this made you happy. It's a story I've been wanting to tell for quite some time, and it seemed to fit the prompt, and then all sorts of lonely headcanon details floating in my brain migrated to it and found homes, and it was wonderful to write. I really enjoyed getting to know Althea--she's a strong woman who speaks good old courtly speech and loves her children very much. You have rthstewart to thank for Odd!Frank. He was pretty flat in my head until she kindly helped brainstorm.
Originally Glen was going to end up in Calormen, but you said new places, and Telmar needed worldbuilding, and I'm so glad I switched it, because working out the peculiar mountainman/pirate/island combination that is Telmar was HEAPS OF FUN. The landcape is pretty much the Wet Mountain Valley of Colorado, in July--a landscape that's dear to my heart as a second home.
I think it was almost a year ago that I decided Frank's line lasted forever, and I've been fiddling with details ever since. I'm so glad you like it, and the longer poem (of course there was a longer poem! Or did you think Aslan's prophets can't rhyme?). Someday I'll find out exactly what happened with Susan and King Aran. I think they liked each other a lot, but politically it just wasn't working. Aran wanted Susan to come live in Terebinthia eleven months of the year, or he wanted to be King of Narnia, or something. Meanwhile, I do have some outtaked musings on the Necessity of Heirs that I'll be posting on my blog.
And Chrysophylax the Dragon and the Winged Horses and the fool's gold. :-D Somehow this got left out, but Chrys put his sparkly stones in a bag, took them home, added them to his stash, and asked Lucy when they could go on another adventure.
Thank you so very much for giving a prompt that allowed me to write this story. <3
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Date: 2012-09-10 05:20 pm (UTC)Originally Glen was going to end up in Calormen, but you said new places, and Telmar needed worldbuilding, and I'm so glad I switched it, because working out the peculiar mountainman/pirate/island combination that is Telmar was HEAPS OF FUN. The landcape is pretty much the Wet Mountain Valley of Colorado, in July--a landscape that's dear to my heart as a second home.
I think it was almost a year ago that I decided Frank's line lasted forever, and I've been fiddling with details ever since. I'm so glad you like it, and the longer poem (of course there was a longer poem! Or did you think Aslan's prophets can't rhyme?). Someday I'll find out exactly what happened with Susan and King Aran. I think they liked each other a lot, but politically it just wasn't working. Aran wanted Susan to come live in Terebinthia eleven months of the year, or he wanted to be King of Narnia, or something. Meanwhile, I do have some outtaked musings on the Necessity of Heirs that I'll be posting on my blog.
And Chrysophylax the Dragon and the Winged Horses and the fool's gold. :-D Somehow this got left out, but Chrys put his sparkly stones in a bag, took them home, added them to his stash, and asked Lucy when they could go on another adventure.
Thank you so very much for giving a prompt that allowed me to write this story. <3