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Bring on the Rain

Another day has almost come and gone
Can't imagine what else could wrong
Sometimes I'd like to hide away somewhere and lock the door
A single battle lost but not the war (cause)

Tomorrows another day
And I'm thirsty anyway
So bring on the rain

It's almost like the hard times circle round
A couple drops and they all start coming down
Yeah, I might feel defeated,
I might hang my head
I might be barely breathing - but I'm not dead

Tomorrows another day
And I'm thirsty anyway
So bring on the rain

I'm not gonna let it get me down
I'm not gonna cry
And I'm not gonna lose any sleep tonight

"Ed don't do this to me. Come on, wake up!"

I can hear him, but it's only a whisper to me now. It hurts Peter. I'm sorry. I can't be as strong as you are. I'm glad you're all right though. I tried to do one thing right. I suppose I did help. If nothing else than to cause a distraction for you to save the day. I didn't mean for things to turn as they did. I was angry. That's all right? You won't hate me for being angry?

It hurts Peter! I don't know if I can stand it any longer. It hurts to breathe. The light is my enemy and it's so cold. Colder than it was with her. Make it go away, please? I'll tell the world how horrible I was. You can chain me up with the other traitors, just….make it stop.

"Edmund, Lucy's coming; you must hang on until then. Where moving you, all right? It might hurt, but we'll be gentle as possible."

More pain? No! I gasp as I feel more heat drain. Arms circle me. They're not Peters; a giants perhaps? Their really big and warm…. Will you stay too?

Peter, I wish you could hear me. I'm sorry for all I've done. If tomorrow comes for me, I'll be nicer to Lucy; I'll listen to you and Susan. I won't act so cold to you, just…don't go? I don't think there's any worse feeling than being alone. I feel drops of water… Is that rain? Perfect ending. Funny, I didn't know it could only rain on my face. Narnia is so strange.

Water? I'm so thirsty. I try asking for some, but I only let our air. I guess I'll die thirsty and unforgiven. At least we won, right? It dosen't hurt so much now Peter. Is that because I'm losing my grip?

Water! It tastes so good! No, much better than water. It feels like its filling me from head to toe. I feel…. Alive! It's marvelous. I don't think I've ever felt so good! The light feels so inviting I think I'm brave enough to face the day.

"Eddy! Oh, Ed please open your eyes"

Susan? When did she arrive? I feel a hand in mine. Odd. Was it always there? Slowly I open my eyes. I promised I'd listen to Susan right? I see….Peter…Peter, why are your eyes so red? So many odd things.

I tentatively smile only to be embraced in a crushing hug, but wait…. More hands? I glanced to my left and right and it seemed Susan and Lucy needed to get involved as well. Not that I mind in the least- they're all so warm, I feel I might never fear the cold again. I look beyond Peter and I see Aslan, graced by the morning sun. I guess I did survive the day. Well, bring on the rain and the cold. I know no matter what, I'll always thirst for the warmth, and here I know I'll find it.

"I love you so much."