Hello again.
Sorry for the long wait, my muse went found my camara and devoted all it's inspiration into photography... And Doctor Who.
Hope you enjoy the new chapter.
Disclaimer: I believe everyone is clear on the fact that the only things I own are the minor OCs that show up. I also own the plot. Or do I?
Edmund's world had started to end. In his opinion, at least.
He never told anyone this, but his eyes had turned black once before this. As he neared her castle, the second time he was in Narnia, he had caught a glimpse of his reflection in a pond and stopped. He had looked closer and seen that his eyes were darker than usual, in fact, they looked black.
He had never mentioned it to anyone, but many years later, as he was going through books and scrolls in Cair Paravel's enormous library and had found a particularly ancient manuscript at the bottom of a pile rather boring detailed accounts of the favorite jams of animals in the South, complete with stains. He had given them to Lucy, one of the only people he knew who would actually use them.
But surprisingly, underneath the jam-stained scrolls, there was an older one. Edmund took it out immediately and opened it, causing a few dead bugs and a lot of dust to fall out. As he looked over it, his eyes widened and he immediatly looked for a mirror. Upon seeing one, he picked it up and looked nto it, staring at his eyes. The discarded scroll, which by that time had rolled to the floor, read;
Of all the magics in the world, Dark Magic, or White Magic, is most possibly one of the dagerous and easily to succumb to. It mainly effects traitors or other people who dabble in it. The main changes of someone who has been effect are black eyes, pale skin, or changes of shape. It usually concentrates near artifacts that have been touched by dragon's fire or cursed. Dark Magic is often tempting, offering deals that would look good at first but then turn on the person who had made the deal.
One good example is of the wizard Mordred, who betrayed his uncle, Arthur, and also studied Whote Magic thoroughly. Records have depicted him with pale skin countering his dark eyes, and some reports have noted that his looks changed dramatically from the early years of his life to the later decades.
Another good example is the Ice Queen or White Witch, Jadis, wh-
The rest of the scroll had been sratched out so it was nearly incomprehensible.
Remembering that now, Edmund turned away from the mirror and stared out of the window, turning his thoughts to Lucy, Caspian, Eustace, and the rest of the crew of the Dawn Treader. They were most likely fine, all being capable people, except for Eustace. They had probably already escaped, he reassured himself, and were sailing back to the island.
He however was not alright. His new haircut, or hair growth, was, to him, very weird. Who wears braida anymore besides girls? And very long ones at that.
As he was 'Oh so casually' staring out of the window, he noticed some movement in the snow-covered forest below him. He looked closer to see it was a group of animals, all holding some sort of weapon, wether it be their claws, knives, swords, or a bow and arrows, these animals werearmed to the teeth, some quiet literally.
He was watching these animals when he realized that he wasn't where he thought he was originally. He seemed to be in a tower slightly above where he had previously thought he was. He recognized the view from being about three floors higher than his room was while he was King.
He returned his attention to the animals. They had now started approaching the main gates very fast, taking out all of their weapons as they ran. And then, with just a volley of ice, they were all slaughtered.
Edmund looked around to see where the ice had come from, and he saw Her.
The Ice Queen.
The White Witch.
Jadis.
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