Edmund Pevensie
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« Reply #0 on: January 03, 2010, 12:38:43 AM » |
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Apples. Apples for dinner. Apples for breakfast. Who's idea had it been to plant a whole courtyard of apple trees anyway? Granted, the courtyard hadn't been that full of apple trees when they left, but still. Edmund decided that if they ever got home or off this island, he wasn't going to eat another apple. Ever. For the rest of his life. Who knew two meals of apples and the thought that they might be all you ever eat for the rest of your life could cause such a dislike for fruit? And then there was sleeping. On the cold, hard ground. His torch had prodded him all night, but he didn't want to get too far from him for fear of losing it. It was brand new. He rather liked it. He didn't want to lose it.
On the walk down to the beach, Ed kept rolling his shoulders, trying to loosen his sore muscles, but it didn't seem to help at all. Neither did standing on the beach and realizing, once again, that even at the narrowest point between the island and the mainland, they couldn't get across. He felt marooned. He hadn't been looking forward to going back to school and he had wanted to return to Narnia... But school seemed like a better alternative to spending his time stuck on an island, even if he had used to live here. The fallen castle didn't much look like it had been home anymore.
Lucy's sudden cry made him jump, pulling him from his aimless thoughts. His gaze followed the direction she pointed until he, too, saw the boat. A little light of hope lit in him. They were to be saved! Someone had sent for them! It last only a mere split second until he realized who was in the little boat and what they were doing. What did those soldiers think they were doing?
"Hey!" he shouted at them in an attempt to distract them from their task as he headed down the beach towards them. They were too far out in the water for him to really do much. Like Lucy, he turned to his other siblings, particularly Susan, she being the only one with a weapon capable of long distance attacking. He didn't look for long, preferring to keep an eye on the soldiers and the Dwarf, even though he knew he couldn't go after him if they threw him in.
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