Have you ever wondered about Edith Jackle's life? Have you wondered why she was only a tale-bearer and not on of Them herself? Here is a little story about Edith.

Sometimes it seemed that no one understood them. Inspired by Rose and Psyche's "Act Your Age".

People were just nicer to Susan than they were to Lucy. Sometimes it was a subtle difference, and sometimes it wasn't so subtle, but Lucy could hardly fail to notice. It frustrated her. And once she realized why, she was more frustrated than ever.

"Why do you think I didn't see Aslan?"

Eustace's thoughts on seeing Caspian again. Rather introspective. NO SLASH. One-shot

Things are changing in Narnia... How can the Giant, Rumblebuffin, help the Beruna merchants to struggle against the rise of the White Witch?

The choices of General Glozelle.

It was one of the glories of Calormen; many longed to journey to see this wonder. Rated T for character death. (A story first written for the NFFR-Party Challenge on LiveJournal.)

"Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause." -Homer

Edmund gets in a fight, his siblings come to help. Brotherfic

It had come to the attention of Peter Pevensie that there was a grave problem involving some particular stories. The only solution: call together a council of those affected in order to propose a solution. Crossover: Narnia/Supernatural/Harry Potter/LOTR. Revised November 2012.

Having trouble adapting to Archenland, Cor says something terrible to Aravis. Will she ever forgive him? Oneshot. From Lune's POV. Rated for T for mentions of Aravis' earlier attempt at suicide.

Susan sighed. The look she saw in his eyes was one she had seen often since returning to Narnia, one of bemusement. Queen Susan the Gentle wasn't quite that they had expected, after all.

Freeverse. The names that Edmund was known as before he was crowned.

After Edmund is rescued from the White Witch, he and Aslan have an important conversation about guilt and forgiveness.

Which will you choose? Vibrancy, life, delicacy , innocence, laughter…

"Light is a thing that cannot be reproduced, but must be represented by something else – by color." - Paul Cezanne

The lost son returns.

Home is the sailor, home from the sea

And his dream, his vision of something he could swear he had seen before if only he could grasp the memory, is slipping, slipping away like sand between his fingers, no matter how hard he tries to hold on to it. "Ed! Edmund! Wake up! You're only dreaming, it's just a nightmare. Hey! Ed!"/ Brotherfic!/ Rated T for somewhat violent imagery.

On the night that his eldest son is taken from him, King Lune remembers what it means to have faith.

The first Christmas after the Dawn Treader, Edmund thinks about the Gifts his siblings received in Narnia. And the "Gift" he just learned that he himself received.

Several little snippets about what life may be like in Heaven. Post-LB reunion fic. Merry Christmas nochance!

Long ago, a young boy found a world of fantasy. It was a mysterious, beautiful world with fair queens and mighty kings, strange creatures and an enchanting air. It was a world where the good must fight a terrible struggle to protect the world from evil. The young boy found that world. And this is where his story came from. *Any warnings can be found on my user page*

"It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath." - Aeschylus