Lucy grins and obediently starts to run--and it's easy, really, to go faster than she should have thought possible, with no effort at all.
(and yet, I don't want it to stop)
Grass whips past their feet, but the mountains still seem as far off as ever, and yet--and yet, the voice in her whispers, they're a little closer for all that, and part of Lucy thinks she'll burst for joy with Susan's hand in hers and the air thick with the scent of the sea and green grass and lilies and roses.
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Date: 2006-09-15 06:10 am (UTC)Lucy grins and obediently starts to run--and it's easy, really, to go faster than she should have thought possible, with no effort at all.
(and yet, I don't want it to stop)
Grass whips past their feet, but the mountains still seem as far off as ever, and yet--and yet, the voice in her whispers, they're a little closer for all that, and part of Lucy thinks she'll burst for joy with Susan's hand in hers and the air thick with the scent of the sea and green grass and lilies and roses.