The result of the lovely, lovely Betans/Narnia prompt is here: Further Up and Further In. (No particular spoilers for the Bujoldian side of things, though the impact would be less, I expect, if read without knowing at least Shards of Honor.)
And whew. I knew exactly how I wanted to end the thing from the moment I saw the prompt, but getting there... well, it's my fault for being so easily distractible, hey?
I've actually picked up another ficathon prompt, which I will try not to make into a major production of angst and struggle, and I mean me there, not the characters.
So. Onwards. Urp. (I was up at 4:45 this morning, okay? And on the road to Dulles at 5:20, dropping off Older Son for his flight to San Francisco.)
And whew. I knew exactly how I wanted to end the thing from the moment I saw the prompt, but getting there... well, it's my fault for being so easily distractible, hey?
I've actually picked up another ficathon prompt, which I will try not to make into a major production of angst and struggle, and I mean me there, not the characters.
So. Onwards. Urp. (I was up at 4:45 this morning, okay? And on the road to Dulles at 5:20, dropping off Older Son for his flight to San Francisco.)