So it took a bit of thought to get this one given my own constraints here, but hopefully I get it all right.
Prompt #7: Give a "bad guy's" perspective, whether Jadis, Miraz, or someone else. Are bad guys "bad" through their own eyes?
Susan opened her eyes on the day of the funeral, and could barely breathe for the crushing weight of sadness she held.
If only Lucy had been there: Lucy who could always find the brightness in the room, and make the shadows a little less dark. But Lucy was not there. Lucy was one of the ones she was farewelling today.
Again she reached for a letter. Now she had tied them with a blue ribbon that had been Lucy's, except for the ones she had already read, which she tied with a matching blue ribbon that was hers. There were still plenty to read, and she was glad of it, somehow, and refused to examine her own motives.
You might ask why I do this. It may seem my actions are purely for selfish gain, but that is incorrect. What I do, I do for the good of all, for being under my rule will be far more kind, just and easy for those I control. Those who do not understand would call me a dictator. I am merely organising it for the good of everyone, even if they do not realise it at the time. You do not understand me: mine is a high and lonely destiny.
But if you resist me, know that from that moment you are doomed.
The letter had no sign off, nor did Susan recognise the handwriting. She puzzled at it for a moment, feeling strangely unsatisfied. To discover who it was would necessitate returning to her memories of their games, memories she had long since crushed down far below all the hurt and pain.
Was it worth it, to find the fictional writer of a false letter? Was it worth trying to remember that which she had consciously forgotten? Was not there a reason for her to forget, to step apart from her family and those who, with them, called themselves the Friends of Narnia?
A part of Susan longed terribly to remember. But she was so afraid of what she might find.
I considered the letter being from Rabadash, but decided I could not be bothered writing in the Calormene style. I am natively lazy. Hence why this is so short also. Any guesses who the letter is from? I have a specific author in mind, but I'm curious as to whether that translated or not.