Si de algo Caspian se había dado cuenta, era que aquellos ojos color caoba podían cambiar bastante. Y que no podía dejar de verlos. Warning: Casmund.

Tumnus' first meeting with Lucy, from his perspective. One shot.

Para a vida e para a morte, tudo o que somos são segundos. x SUSAN PEVENSIE, gen. 15 brigadeiros, bloco: Raio, tema: segundos. x

Once upon a time … there was a day Prince Caspian was NOT blonde? A brief drabble told by Caspian's Nurse, and written in support of The Blonde Caspian Rebellion.

Imagine waking up in a strangely familiar world, without knowing who you are. What would it do to you? Would it take your sanity? Note: high T, emotional stress and questionable mental health. Still a little humor though

At the start of the Hundred Years Winter, two friends consider the fate of Narnia.

A short parallel story to The Magician's Nephew about what happened to Letitia Ketterley while Andrew, Digory, and Polly were in Narnia, with just a small dose of zombies.

Set during VDT: Caspian has become psychotic, Eustace is falling into depression, Edmund cannot help for something more, and the Captain has lost hope- Reepicheep is the shoulder they all cry on. Originally published as a series of one-shots entitled, "A Series of Conversations".

Peter Pevensie died on November 17th, the same day that his sister, Susan, was to be married to Daniel Patch, an American of all things. An extremely short piece on original character development.

Lucy's feeling guilty and Edmund's there to help. Just a little story set after Voyage of the Dawn Treader that has definitely had similiar things done, but I needed to get my own version out there. First Narnia fiction. ((Formally LyddieLovesWriting))

Aquella noche ella era una diosa. Su diosa. Su piel blanquecina reflejaba la luz de la luna y las estrellas, sus ojos resplandecían de deseo y necesidad. Sus besos callaban palabras de amor y supervivencia. Aquella noche, él era suyo; y ella era de él.

Reepicheep's dying brother gives parting advice. An experiment on simple writing style, language, and characterization.

Eleanor has run into Narnia, literally, and she isn't sure what to do with herself. Making sense of this new life she has been thrown into is easier and harder than expected, especially with family left behind and a king with whom the world is not as bad as it appears. As a war that she is somehow associated with begins, secrets of her mother's past begin to unfold. UPDATED.

I finally found what I had lost; I found His other name.

When you're slowly dying from tuberculous, something so simple can instantly become the most important thing in the world. Another short freewriting piece that is experimenting on simpler writing style, language, and characterization. Inspired by "Sing Loud" by Alpha Rev.

Some people are meant for love and some people are not. A/N: This is in response to recent constructive criticism, this is a short freewriting experiment on simpler writing style, language, and characterization. Feedback is encouraged.

A poem in honor of the wardrobe that started everything.

Casey and Caleb are best friends living in the modern world and are completely obsessed with Narnia. They are suddenly sucked into the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. What happens when they meet up with the Pevensies? It's better than the summary makes it sound. R and R!

From the Year 1000 to the Year 1015, the Pevensies ruled Narnia during the Golden Age. In that time, they evaded kidnapping attempts, put down rebellions, fought border wars, and guided Narnia into the most peaceful period in history. This is a series of drabbles about their experiences with war, diplomacy, love, and the struggles of ruling a kingdom until their last fateful day.

Susan narrowed her eyes and looked at him accusingly, "You are determined to vex me." Caspian let out a breezy laughter. "It's true. Her name is Lilliandil, daughter of Ramandu, a retired star who lives on the island." Suspian AU where Susan is allowed to stay in Narnia. Sets shortly after 'The Voyage of the Dawn Treader'.

Agape wore a gown of moss that streamed behind her as she ran through the glades of her home. Agape, to him, was wild and free. Agape knew they would always be together. They were young, and they were in love. *Part One of The Bear's Den Collection*

Who knew Uncle Andrew to be a romantic meddler? AU. #IFDrabble.

Susan could never compete with a star. VOTDT movieverse. #IFDrabble.

Susan and Edmund contemplate their exile from Narnia, and all they have lost with it, in the wake of the setting sun.

Edmund's feelings and the people around him correspond with the seasons. Particularly Winter and Spring.