[Narnia AU] a door upon the road
Jun. 16th, 2023 11:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
As she walks the long road back from the Coos-witch's house toward Hambry, Susan Delgado thinks that she has never in all her life had such a strange and disturbing night. All the joy and wonder of before, when she'd dashed along under the silver light of the Kissing Moon, is so lost as to be almost entirely forgotten, and her mind is distracted by what lies ahead of her in a few months, when Reaping comes.
Not so distracted as to fail to hear the distant sound of hoofbeats approaching on the road behind her, however. Susan dares not hesitate, not with the dangers that have come to the land of late, and she dashes from the road into the nearest copse of trees without so much as pausing for a second thought.
She comes on the strange door almost before realizing it, and darts through it, thinking only to seek shelter inside whatever roadside hut this is. It hangs nearly closed in the air behind her as she realizes that it's no sort of building at all, but something far stranger. Susan stares in renewed wonder at the forested glade scattered with pools of still water.
With a quick, nervous look over her shoulder at the door to reassure herself it hasn't vanished, she drifts toward one of them, sinking down on its shore to brush her fingers against the surface.
In the next instant she is falling, falling at dizzying speed into the pool as the world whirls around her.
Not so distracted as to fail to hear the distant sound of hoofbeats approaching on the road behind her, however. Susan dares not hesitate, not with the dangers that have come to the land of late, and she dashes from the road into the nearest copse of trees without so much as pausing for a second thought.
She comes on the strange door almost before realizing it, and darts through it, thinking only to seek shelter inside whatever roadside hut this is. It hangs nearly closed in the air behind her as she realizes that it's no sort of building at all, but something far stranger. Susan stares in renewed wonder at the forested glade scattered with pools of still water.
With a quick, nervous look over her shoulder at the door to reassure herself it hasn't vanished, she drifts toward one of them, sinking down on its shore to brush her fingers against the surface.
In the next instant she is falling, falling at dizzying speed into the pool as the world whirls around her.