Title: snow
Series: Chronicles of Narnia
Character POV: Susan
Pairing: none
Timing: pre-last battle
Susan hates the snow.
She hates the feeling of it. She tells her friends – she tells herself – it's because of the cold. Because it ruins her beautiful new shoes. She tells everybody that she hates it because she can't go to parties. She hates the snow. She hates the feeling of cold. She hates that it's so white. She hates everything about Christmas.
She never thinks of the real reason.
She hates Christmas. Everything about it. She hates it because she has to spend it at home. With her siblings. She can't spend even five minutes in the same room as Peter. They always end up screaming at each other. Lucy always looks at her disappointed. Her eyes are filled with pain. And regret. As if she's missing something. Edmund is the only one that truly welcomes her.
She hates the white.
Lucy says it feels like magic. Susan thinks she shouldn't be so childish. Magic doesn't exist. Snow is just snow. It's white and it's cold. And it's in the way. And that's all it is. There's nothing more to it. She's never liked snow. Nor Christmas. She was more made for the warmth. She doesn't like it at all.
She doesn't hide her feelings.
She never tells them the truth. She never tells them she doesn't like it because it reminds her of something. It reminds her of wardrobes. And snow fights. It reminds her of dancing fauns, and princes, and roaring lions. The snow brings Narnia back to her. But she does not want Narnia back. Because it hurts to much. She wishes for the snow to go away. So the memories don't come.
Susan hates the snow. Because it hurts to much to remember.
Sometimes she thinks Aslan sends the snow on purpose.