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And here are the drabbles, including the last three amnesties to finish it up.


Prompt 2: "Nothing is ever done beautifully which is done in rivalship: or nobly, which is done in pride." ~ John Ruskin

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She stared at him in speechless awe. It pleased him, and for the sake of seeing it increase, Coriakin let himself shine even brighter.


Prompt 13: The Horse and His Boy contains a few kidnappings which were never described in detail (Hwin, Bree, and Cor), pick one to write about. Or an unrelated kidnapping, if you prefer.

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At first he rode out in vengeance. Day after day he rode out, and the fountain's gentle plashing could not cool his wrath. But what he found at the fountain, ah! There was found beauty to clear the furrowed brow, a musical voice to soothe the turmoil inside, soft hands to wipe away the tears. There was found blessed respite from grief, and a reason to live until the morrow. And each time she held out her hand to him, 'til one fateful day he took it, and was seen no more in those lands.


Prompt 29: You're looking for [blank]? Just follow the sound of singing.

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They whirled around in the great circles, snowballs hurled by expert hands flying neatly between the dancers, and over the sound of pipes and drums came the queen's laughter, chiming like a bell in that clear cold night.


Amnesty 3: One time Susan used her bow in an unexpected way.

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Susan eyed her bow, held diagonally in front of her with one hand. Peter had insisted he had once seen a drawing of this in one of his music textbooks, but she remained skeptical. With her other hand, she picked up the mouse-size bow and drew it across the string.

It certainly made sound. But she did not think the musical bow was destined to be her instrument.


Amnesty 4: Create a minor character who loves one of Narnia's villains.

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The exodus of the former governor and his folk from the castle in Narrowhaven was a fair treat for many of the citizens who quickly gathered to watch, but the cherry on top was the shouting match between Gumpas and his wife as they were escorted out.


Amnesty 5: Write about a Tisroc (other than Rabadash) with an intriguing moniker.

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Through the history of Calormen, Tisrocs had come in many flavors: noble, brutal, gluttonous, lazy, hedonistic, energetic...and sometimes just plain silly.

"Forsooth, I spy a host of giants hastening upon us!"

"O Tisroc, may you live forever, but those are—"

"Nay! I will not be gainsaid, but shall ride out and meet them myself!"

And so they called him Warmonger, for only one in whom the lust for battle ran deep would ever go a-tilting at the Tombs.