AHAHAHAHA

Oh my God, I'm writing Narnian epic poetry.

And fic. Also fic.

I'm ending up with things like:

Now inside Cair Paravel another castle hid
And only High King Peter knew where its secrets led.
Into this second castle he went with sword in hand
And one by one slew the traitor’s savage band.

(I have theories about the Golden Age of Narnia. Most of which are coming out in the fic I'm writing.)