A wayward Queen finds her way home.

The sun is nearly below the hills, kindling her realm of ice into a sea of fire. Tomorrow by this time the Lion will be dead, and all Narnia will be hers. The White Witch smiles. There will be no uncertainty to spoil her victory.

the Nerdy boy from the subway station mistakes Peter for "Phyllis's boyfriend". What will happen now?

We pretend we're kings and queens; that we rule the world, but all too soon, we come crashing back to reality.

There was one Narnian who knew that hunting the Stag would bring about dire consequences. Golden Age: One-Shot

Edmund looked long at the two slabs of stone, finally understanding just what had been done that night. He took a step nearer, then another. He swallowed hard and looked back at his siblings. "It should have been me," he realized slowly. The four Pevensies make their first trip back to the Stone Table and realize what Aslan has done for all of them - not just Edmund.

One year after moving into Cair Paravel, winter returns and while the first snowfall of the year brings excitment to Lucy, Peter, and Susan it brings up some very painful memories for Edmund. Can his silbings help him leave his past behind?

I know it's a bit short, but I thought if I did too many entries the story would fade away and get boring. My first time writing one of these. One shot. Eustace's diary on board the Dawn Treader, and epilogue. I know he kept a diary in "Voyage of the Dawn Treader" but here's my spin on it. Gladly receive feedback ... have fun reading!

As the knights of Archenland returned to Anvard in chapter 22 of my story Knights of the Order of the Lion's Redemption, they begin to sing a little ballad around the forest campfire. Here, dear readers, you may find the ballad in its entirety: a silly little tune about an Archen nobleman who never laughed.

The story of Rabadash's attack on Narnia, as experienced by one of his soldiers.

There are many little moments that make up a king or queen's reign. A collection of one-shots centered on the Pevensies, set during the Golden Age. Mix of book verse, movie verse, and my imagination. ON HIATUS until I get more ideas. UPDATE: Now open to prompts!

After Prince Caspain, the Pevensies are feeling lost. One night, an unexpected meeting changes all, and the siblings find a meaning that they had never known. Short one-chaptered fic.

Am I my brother's keeper? Curse those barbaric foes! Their sly manner of speech has woven this fine web of trouble. Death awaits us on every side. I hold my brother up, lest his foot slips and he finds himself snatched away by their schemes. Snatched away from me. And I ask, am I my brother's keeper?

After his father's death, Rilian finds comfort and wisdom in the Great Lion.

Peter always dreamed of flying away, just like Peter Pan, his favorite story. Perhaps he would find his own Neverland. But dreams don't last, and children grow up.

How did the Pevensies forget everything between LWW and Prince Caspian?

I am the Keeper of Secrets. She is the Keeper of Dreams. Together, we walk through the silent castle, keeping watch over those we love. But not tonight. Companion piece to 'My Brother's Keeper.'

Peter knows there is going to be a railway accident, and he knows there's nothing he can do to stop it, but he's not afraid of death-he's pretty sure he knows what it is, nothing more than sleep. One-shot. Won 2010 "Reepicheep Award" on The Lion's Call

"Aslan, please help him. O Great Lion, hear my prayer..." He isn't moving, and it seems only Aslan can bring him back now. Part 2: Edmund blames himself, but his brother won't have it. No slash.

One-Shot. I'm not gonna do a summary, because it's just a one-shot...so enjoy. Haha. X)

The origin of Telmar, as seen through the eyes of a particularly grumpy pirate suffering the effects of too little palm wine, as well as one of the first children, who is caught between three different worlds.

Peter doesn't understand evil, but Edmund does. Golden Age. No slash.

Peter Pevensie does what he can. Some might say that he was born only to be great.

He was tormented by his struggle to hold on to his fragments of glory; to hold on to what he could not be; what he would never be again.

"Once a king or queen in Narnia, always a king or queen." -C.S. Lewis. Just because Lucy was back in England did not mean that she was not a queen. A series of one-shots that show Lucy acting as a queen ought to