The Heart of Narnia

by Roguefan212000

Narnia belongs to C.S. Lewis

Author s notes : This story has nothing to do with the movie or the books. This story came from my own imagination, but it does take place in Narnia. This is my first Narnia fan fiction. Please be kind !

Lucy and I walked hand in hand across the fresh green valley, the tall blades of grass tickled my ankles. The dew laden grass sparkled like white diamonds set ablaze by the warm sun.. It was a perfect day for a picnic .

Lucy lifted her gentle face toward the endless blue skies, as she giggled with excitement . My little sister s smile was a great comfort to me, Lu always had faith even in the dark days of Narnia. Her bravery was as great as all the power of our mighty Aslan.

A sweet voice interrupted the flood of thoughts , which threatened to consume the sunny places in my mind. " Oh , Susan look over there , " cried Lucy. " It's the perfect spot ." She pulled me toward a friendly apple tree, which generously provided shade for us. Lucy unfolded a blanket , while I spread jam on our bread.

" It would be nice to have some apples with our lunch, " Lucy commented, while admiring the plump red fruit . I followed her gaze, which rested on the highest branches. Of course , the larger apples would grow at the very top. Before I could utter a word, Lucy began to climb the enormous tree.

" Lu , any apple will do," I shouted. " Please come down before you get hurt . "

" I will be fine , Susan, " she said smiling. " You worry too much ." Lucy gasped as a flurry of colors shot past her cheek, she quickly abandoned her apples . The small rainbow fragments fell at my feet , It was a wounded butterfly . Lucy and I carefully examined the poor creature.

Its wings were made of glass, which shattered like a broken mirror. The crystals shards revealed images of the world beyond the wardrobe. Visions of our mother glowed within the broken glass, a life of sorrow caused her to become thin and pale.

Countless tears coursed down my cheek, the liquid gems fell upon the shattered glass. The warm tears caused the glass fragments to melt like winter frost . I held Lucy close to me as she wept silently. The vision was gone, but it would forever burn in my memory. Magic could not cure the bitterness of reality.

The sunny skies no longer mattered , when a violent storm raged inside of me. I fought to hide my sorrow behind a gentle mask , but the tears had already betrayed me.

" Is mother going to die ?", Lucy asked tearfully.

My thoughts drifted through a dark sea of turmoil , I was afraid to answer. " No ", I said finally. " We will find some way to help her ." I hoped Lucy believed me , Peter was so much better at cheering her up .

" I will think of something, but first we must find Peter and Edmund ."

We raced through the wide valley, overlooking the beauty which surrounded us. I spotted Peter and Edmund in the distance , they stood under the shelter of a near by tree. To my surprise, Aslan was with them.

Lucy ran ahead of me , she fell into Peter s waiting arms . " Everything is going to be alright , Lu, " he said softly. Peter already knew. He even managed to smile , but the light of it never touched his eyes.

I glanced at Aslan , his golden eyes reflected the knowledge of the deep magic . " Your mother s cure lays in the heart of Narnia," he said solemnly.

" The magic can not leave this world , you must bring her here."

" How is this possible ? ", I cried.

" Daughter of Eve , do you still doubt the deep magic ? ", Aslan answered with a low growl. I did not answer him, Aslan always spoke in riddles.

" You and Peter shall find her ."

" I want to go too," cried Lucy .

Edmund gently rested his hand on her shoulder. " Aslan will need our help, " he answered.

I refused to listen to any of them, it would take more than magic and riddles to save our mother. We needed a clear plan , which actually included logic.

To Be Continued...

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