Thank you for pointing me to this, and I am sorry I missed it the first time around. Kinda sorta completely heartbreaking, by which I mean I liked it, even if it IS angst all over the place. :D
It's interesting, I came out of the PC movie with this feeling of heartbreak for the Pevensies, because their lives had changed so drastically and completely. And in the beginning they have all adjusted to that change to various degrees, and then, they're tugged back into that life, and you know, you just know, that they're aware the entire time that they're not staying, that they're not there to live in Narnia again, they're just there to put some things right (or die trying) - and it hurts, everything is both right and wrong at the same time, they're home and they're cast even further from it, and they know it's not going to end they way they wish it could, and maybe they don't even wish that any more.
Anyway, I think you've captured that sense so very well in this piece - in all the stories you were writing at the time - the feeling of a life lost, but you still being around to live, even when everything you were living for and about and because of, is gone. And you get a taste of that life again, but it's not your life anymore, no matter how tempting it is, and you know it, and you have to face that moving on, that change, and wonder what else can possibly come after this.
Heh, so I'm rambling, and as I said on twitter I was feeling nostalgic for those days of this fandom, and even though it's not a shippy Peter/Caspian fic, I still really loved it, and it hit me in a place I almost forgot about.
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Date: 2013-03-12 07:08 pm (UTC)It's interesting, I came out of the PC movie with this feeling of heartbreak for the Pevensies, because their lives had changed so drastically and completely. And in the beginning they have all adjusted to that change to various degrees, and then, they're tugged back into that life, and you know, you just know, that they're aware the entire time that they're not staying, that they're not there to live in Narnia again, they're just there to put some things right (or die trying) - and it hurts, everything is both right and wrong at the same time, they're home and they're cast even further from it, and they know it's not going to end they way they wish it could, and maybe they don't even wish that any more.
Anyway, I think you've captured that sense so very well in this piece - in all the stories you were writing at the time - the feeling of a life lost, but you still being around to live, even when everything you were living for and about and because of, is gone. And you get a taste of that life again, but it's not your life anymore, no matter how tempting it is, and you know it, and you have to face that moving on, that change, and wonder what else can possibly come after this.
Heh, so I'm rambling, and as I said on twitter I was feeling nostalgic for those days of this fandom, and even though it's not a shippy Peter/Caspian fic, I still really loved it, and it hit me in a place I almost forgot about.