Gifts

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When Aslan bares His teeth, Winter meets Its death.

Runes upon a shining blade. A two-edged sword with the Lion's mouth upon the sword's hilt. Sheathed in red leather, softer than butter but stronger than steel.

"These are tools, not toys..."

Rhindon, the great sword of the High King Peter.

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The mark of the High King.

A crimson lion rampant upon a silver shield. Rearing high, baring claws and fangs. Red as innocent blood shed for traitors.

Mirror bright silver-steel shield, emblazoned by Aslan's form, borne upon the arm of a boy who will one day become a great King.

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Like a noblewoman, beautiful and elegant but so very deadly.

Strong, sweet, sacred rowan wood, an archer's tender weapon, tipped with spikes to cut enemy throats. Supple string, gleaming like a single hair of the Lion's mane in the sunlight.

"Trust in this bow, and it shall not easily miss..."

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Ivory and gold catch the light, the gold gleaming along the lines of Aslan's mouth and mane, face and fangs.

Held securely within the Lion's alabaster jaws:

Arrows of sweet rowan.

Fletched in the colors of the High King and the Son of the Emperor-Beyond-the-Sea, both crimson and glittering gold.

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Alabaster horn blowing sweet.

Calling.

Calling for Peter to fight the Wolf.

Calling for the Kings and Queens to aid of the Telmarine who would save Narnia.

Susan's horn. Aslan's roar.

"When you put this horn to your lips and blow it, wherever you are, help will come to you."

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"I think I can be brave enough..."

The smaller twin to her brother's blade. Aslan bears his teeth on the hilt, which fits into her small hand.

Runes gleam upon shining steel.

"When He shakes His mane, we shall have Spring again."

She sheathes her dagger in soft scarlet leather.

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On a slim, crimson belt of tooled leather hangs a precious bottle of glittering diamonds.

If you, or any of your friends are hurt, one drop of this cordial will restore them.

Within, cordial like freshly spilt blood. One drop will spare you death's black grip.

Queen Lucy's magic cordial.

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A/N: I don't own Chronicles of Narnia. Trying a short fic- exploring the fandom. I take much from the movies. In the books Lucy's bottle was of diamond (though it's a necklace in the book). Peter's sword was called Rhindon (I think).