Rec: From a World More Full of Weeping
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calufraxStory: From a World More Full of Weeping
Author: Azar
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 3056
Author's Summary: Two people meet who have nothing in common except a world of loss. Crossover with The Chronicles of Narnia.
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor, Susan Pevensie
Warnings: If you don't know about how The Last Battle goes, then there could be some spoiler issues.
Recced because: Susan is perhaps the most tragic figure in all of the Chronicles of Narnia. A lot of people find her ending to be unfair in some form or another. Azar keeps her ending, but gives her a chance at a new beginning. The set-up and the banter between Susan and Ten is brilliant and just spot on. Like all good crossovers it gives the feeling that not only could this have happened, it maybe did.
He whipped out an arrow, sighted and fired. The projectile went soaring right past the creature, who turned its head briefly as though in idle curiosity, then circled around and dove for them once again. The Doctor yelped, pulling Susan to the ground.
"You can't practice archery in this light," she protested. "It's ridiculous; how could you possibly think to hit a target you can't even see?"
"Yes, that does appear to be a problem, doesn't it?" he mused. "Suppose I could lure it back to the TARDIS, but that didn't work so well the last time. Of course, that could be because my companion at the time was a walking paradox, but then..." The Doctor glanced at her, frowning. "There seems to be something rather temporally odd about you, too. This may sound weird, but have you been this age once before?"
Susan's heart almost stopped and she could feel all the colour drain from her face. "What?"
"It's just, when I look at you, it's as though part of your life was rewound and started over," he answered, still frowning. "Very strange...never seen anything quite like it."
"How did you...?" No, they were childhood fantasies, they weren't real! She hadn't been this age before, hadn't been courted by the lords and princes of half a dozen realms and rejected them all because some part of her knew, though she hated it, that she didn't belong to that world and would one day have to give it up.
Author: Azar
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 3056
Author's Summary: Two people meet who have nothing in common except a world of loss. Crossover with The Chronicles of Narnia.
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor, Susan Pevensie
Warnings: If you don't know about how The Last Battle goes, then there could be some spoiler issues.
Recced because: Susan is perhaps the most tragic figure in all of the Chronicles of Narnia. A lot of people find her ending to be unfair in some form or another. Azar keeps her ending, but gives her a chance at a new beginning. The set-up and the banter between Susan and Ten is brilliant and just spot on. Like all good crossovers it gives the feeling that not only could this have happened, it maybe did.
He whipped out an arrow, sighted and fired. The projectile went soaring right past the creature, who turned its head briefly as though in idle curiosity, then circled around and dove for them once again. The Doctor yelped, pulling Susan to the ground.
"You can't practice archery in this light," she protested. "It's ridiculous; how could you possibly think to hit a target you can't even see?"
"Yes, that does appear to be a problem, doesn't it?" he mused. "Suppose I could lure it back to the TARDIS, but that didn't work so well the last time. Of course, that could be because my companion at the time was a walking paradox, but then..." The Doctor glanced at her, frowning. "There seems to be something rather temporally odd about you, too. This may sound weird, but have you been this age once before?"
Susan's heart almost stopped and she could feel all the colour drain from her face. "What?"
"It's just, when I look at you, it's as though part of your life was rewound and started over," he answered, still frowning. "Very strange...never seen anything quite like it."
"How did you...?" No, they were childhood fantasies, they weren't real! She hadn't been this age before, hadn't been courted by the lords and princes of half a dozen realms and rejected them all because some part of her knew, though she hated it, that she didn't belong to that world and would one day have to give it up.
