where the water meets the sky
there's a plce for us

my-beautiful-wickedness:

Chapter nine – In The Witch’s House/Chapter eleven – Aslan Is Nearer

And there, on the other side of the river, quite close to him, in the middle of a little plain between two hills, he saw what must be the White Witch’s House. And the moon was shining brighter than ever. The House was really a small castle. It seemed to be all towers; little towers with long pointed spires on them, sharp as needles. They looked like huge dunce’s caps or sorcerer’s caps. And they shone in the moonlight and their long shadows looked strange on the snow.

my-beautiful-wickedness:

Chapter three – Edmund and The Wardrobe/ Chapter four – Turkish Delight

A great lady, taller than any woman that Edmund had ever seen. She also was covered in white fur up to her throat and held a long straight golden wand in her right hand and wore a golden crown on her head. Her face was white - not merely pale, but white like snow or paper or icing-sugar, except for her very red mouth. It was a beautiful face in other respects, but proud and cold and stern.

aravis-tarkheena:

G I R L,
with an accent of blood
who speaks in foreign tongues
whose vowels are the sound of metal clashing.

archiegoodwin:

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe

mcrcurys:

the chronicles of narnia

[¾] costumes → jadis + her golden crown

myfairgolightly:

Turkish delight?
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