High off Aslan's country. It's the only reasonable explanation. Either that, or he was a simulacrum created to fool everyone because he really survived the train crash and is in a hospital bed with Susan crying over him at this very minute.
(I, um, yeah. See, it's also called the eldest bond, and it directly ties a ruler to the earth, and there's a possibility that after the White Witch some of Narnia's oldest residents weren't really in the mood for anyone else to screw with the weather and the land and, you know, actively harm Narnia, so they bound Peter to Narnia with blood and magic. And since Narnia was healthy during the Golden Age -- repairing itself after the damage the White Witch had done -- it wasn't a big deal. Anyway, most people who knew about it just thought it was superstition, a placebo, nothing to really worry about. Until Peter went back to England and had the most HORRIBLE headaches for a week, and then came back to Narnia and got hit with everything horrible that had happened to Narnia for a thousand years. So, um, we're left with me writing stuff like this:
He’s not in his body anymore. What he feels isn’t human at all, and there are no words to describe it – but he knows it, and it’s as familiar as his sword.
Narnia.
She’s not sentient, not exactly, but she is alive, and he can feel her rousing around him, overjoyed at his return. This is what was missing in England: the feel of something else in his mind, the familiar comforting purr of his country, her depthless love. He tastes: green growing things, the beat of hooves on the earth, the rush of water, the flutter of wings. He feels: confusion, anger, fear, pain. He sees: the forests burning, blood spilling, the dry death, the living put to the sword. He knows: death, terror, despair.
Hope.
An overwhelming presence: you’re here!
Yes. I won’t leave again. He shapes the thought as clearly as he can. Tell me what to do.
No words, but an impression. Fix this. Heal us.
Us. Because the blood and bones of Narnia are the blood and bones of the High King, bound by his life freely offered and a magic as old as Narnia itself. The spell is sixteen and a thousand years old, and he only now understands it.
*facepalm* I just...yeah. Yeah. I got nothin'. Um. Peter/Narnia 4Eva! *waves flag*)
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Re: part two! but only by a little bit more.
Date: 2008-07-16 07:40 pm (UTC)(I, um, yeah. See, it's also called the eldest bond, and it directly ties a ruler to the earth, and there's a possibility that after the White Witch some of Narnia's oldest residents weren't really in the mood for anyone else to screw with the weather and the land and, you know, actively harm Narnia, so they bound Peter to Narnia with blood and magic. And since Narnia was healthy during the Golden Age -- repairing itself after the damage the White Witch had done -- it wasn't a big deal. Anyway, most people who knew about it just thought it was superstition, a placebo, nothing to really worry about. Until Peter went back to England and had the most HORRIBLE headaches for a week, and then came back to Narnia and got hit with everything horrible that had happened to Narnia for a thousand years. So, um, we're left with me writing stuff like this:
*facepalm* I just...yeah. Yeah. I got nothin'. Um. Peter/Narnia 4Eva! *waves flag*)