“Eustace?”
“Yes?”
“If you see Edmund, tell him – tell him –” Tell him what? That Caspian loves him? That he missed him? All these things seem ridiculous to say when he has lived with these feelings for many years and apparently little time has passed for Edmund. “Tell him –” Caspian trails off again.
Eustace puts a hand on his shoulder. “I will, Caspian,” he says, “I will.”
“The Sharpness of Memory” by youcantseeus
I swear that was me while reading this fanfic last night. It’s kind of a second part, from Caspian’s POV. I think it hurt me more than Edmund’s POV, just…these lines…
(Source: derteufelmiller)
