Susan awoke in her own bed in confusion. She didn’t remember falling asleep, and she didn’t feel as if she’d slept, though she knew she’d just opened her eyes. The sun mocked her disarray, glaring…
“Are you sure you are up to the party tonight?” Carl asked as he helped Susan into her coat. They had returned to Susan’s house to ready for the party. Susan felt much better, though…
An entire week of being lady of the house wasn’t nearly long enough, for it was almost over, passed away in a blur of exciting activities, all of which involved Carl. Carl Bryant was just…
The best nights were the nights Susan slept through and never dreamed. Thankfully, the majority of her nights were such nights. But after the Pevensies broke their New Year’s Eve gathering and headed to bed,…
The main effect that Disney’s film production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe had on me was to remind me just how central Narnia has been to my life and to the way…
On the last day of the year, the Pevensie family spent the evening sitting around their fireplace passing small gifts to one another, a tradition started by Mr Pevensie’s father years ago. Peter had just…
My Dear Schizo, Oh, how I hate you. Let me count the ways. The first, and really only reason that I hate you is because you’re a complete idiot. I mean really, do I need…
My Dear Everyman, Is this report on your performance correct? I mean, seriously, you’d better tell me that it’s a little off. I mean sure, I’d prefer it if it were completely wrong, but I…
My Dears Div and Orce, Did I read the field report on you two buffoons’ recent performance correctly or could my spy—err, a passerby that just happened to notice and then just happened to mention…
Ugh… mornings. At least this time I only managed to trip over myself twice on the way to the bathroom. Once I had my first synthetic energy, it occurred to me that I should scan…
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