"Ah," he says. "It's snowing again. Then we shan't have any visitors and your tracks will be covered up soon enough... Right. There's no saving Mr. Tumnus. I'm certain he's been taken to her house, and whether he's been locked up or turned to stone or given over to be her assassin's plaything I'm sure I couldn't guess, but even if you had some idea of it, it's no good. But now that Aslan is on the move -"
Bella leans forward; the name keeps stealing over her like the most glorious lifelong forecast of all time.
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Date: 2014-06-22 07:17 pm (UTC)"Ah," he says. "It's snowing again. Then we shan't have any visitors and your tracks will be covered up soon enough... Right. There's no saving Mr. Tumnus. I'm certain he's been taken to her house, and whether he's been locked up or turned to stone or given over to be her assassin's plaything I'm sure I couldn't guess, but even if you had some idea of it, it's no good. But now that Aslan is on the move -"
Bella leans forward; the name keeps stealing over her like the most glorious lifelong forecast of all time.