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@narnianetwork voyage 16: favourite characters - edmund pevensie
“Edmund was a graver and quieter man than Peter, and great in council and judgement. He was called King Edmund the Just.” 
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Beaides, we’re living in this house of cards
That pulls and pushes with the air.
Fearing a feather to the earth
Could destroy it and us,
Inside unaware!
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Long and happy was their r e i g n
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Wait for me, I’m coming too
/Wait For Me-Hadestown
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Meet: the Pevensie Children | insp.
Peter Pevensie | the Magnificent Susan Pevensie | the Gentle Edmund Pevensie | the Just Lucy Pevensie | the Valiant
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P E T E R   P E V E N S I E  → H I G H   K I N G   O F   N A R N I A
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no light, no light // florence + the machine
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to the radiant southern sun
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And yet here I am aching; yearning for a world in a wardrobe a train station a cave
Longing to go back home.
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- What’s your story about, my love? - Two kings, and two queens, with the world’s weight on their shoulders and spring at their heels. And they were valiant, just, gentle and magnificent. One had the sun in her smile, another the sea in her eyes. One had the skies in his touch, the last of them had the woods cradled in his hands. - Tell me, then; how does their story end? - I don’t know. - Why not, my darling? - It hasn’t ended yet.
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- You can’t do this forever, my king. Your knees will give out, or maybe your arms will. Or perhaps you’ll look above yourself and notice the sky cracking from where you’re holding it. - What would you have me do? Stop? - A break, perhaps. For just a moment, just a breath. - Convince me. - How? - Lie to me.
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no light, no light // florence + the machine
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your local Narnia Nerd is less than 15 away from 1k and a great celebration so a promo would be great, please?
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ain’t you my baby?
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I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
The Chronicles of Narnia AU: Pride and Prejudice 
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The Seasons in the World of Narnia
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He was afraid at first it might be rusty and stick to the sheath. But it was not so. With one swift motion he drew it and held it up, shining in the torchlight.
“It is my sword Rhindon,” he said; “with it I killed the Wolf.”
The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian, Chapter 2 - The Ancient Treasure House
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