Okay so, basically, this is just a poem for what I think happened when the white witch took over Narnia. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Chronicles of Narnia.
Nature is singing,
Its sweet, spirited song.
The dryads and naiads,
Dance in the moonlight.
The satyrs and centaurs,
Play their beautiful tunes.
All Narnia is peaceful.
Nothing could ruin this.
Says a young dryad.
Oh how I wish you were wrong,
Dear, sweet child.
A terrified shriek,
Shatters all peace.
Cair Paravel is under attack!
Shouts of alarm,
Rise from the crowd.
What shall we do?
Screams the same child.
There is nothing you can do.
It is too late.
The royals fall,
one by one,
As traitors to Narnia,
Storm the once peaceful castle.
A laugh is heard,
Cold and cruel.
The icy demon,
Finally has what she wanted.
Narnia has fallen,
Into her cold grip.
And so it begins.
An hundred years of winter,
Not a single day of Christmas.
An hundred years of ice,
And the reign of Jadis.
The rule of the White Witch,
Has finally begun.
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