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Characters and places belongs to C.S. Lewis, except for the things I add.
Every chapter will be named a song that have something to do with a incident that happens or a feeling that someone have. Not this chap, because it's a prolouge.
Prolouge
Susan, Peter and Edmund fell to floor. Everything was moving around and all of them heard a low tinnitus-like sound. After a few seconds of confusion and some seconds of getting their minds right they looked at eachother. Susan gasped.
"You are... We are..." she said shocked.
They were back in England and were their normal English selves. The room was just as they left it. The wardrobe standing big and proud, the white sheet on the floor and the door closed. Suddenly they heard the steps they had been running from come closer which made them turn their heads to the door. Their eyes was scared and fixed at it, but the steps did not stop. They just continued on, unknowing of the three children.
"That was close" Edmund said relieved and looked at his elder siblings. In the same second he realized a terrible thing and all colour of his face disapeared, which made Peter wrinkle his forhead and Susan concerned.
"What is it?" Peter asked and tried to figure out what have made his brother so scared.
Edmund did not know what to say or how to say it. It was the worse thing he could ever think of and there is no words to describe the feelings that was fighting inside of him. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish and shook his head.
"Edmund!" Susan exclaimed commanding.
"We left her..." was all Edmund could say in his shock state.
"Left who?" Peter asked confounded, but just as the words left his throat he knew exactly who Edmund meant and is heart sunk.
Susan started to cry and everything crushed on her inside. She could not belive it. She did not want to belive it!
"We have to get her back" Edmund shouted full of newfound anger and stood up "Peter, come on!"
Peter just sat on the floor quiet, analyzing possible alternatives.
"Peter, don't just sit there!" Edmund said annoyed and waved his hands in front of him "We can go back!"
When the eldest Pevensie did not react Edmund raged to the wardrobe and throw out all the coats on the floor. Desperate he ripped them of their hangers and did not care if the seams teared up. Ed stopped when the last coat was out and stared at the inside of the wardrobe. All he could see was the wooden walls. No forest, no sign of it and no Narnia!
"No, no, no!" he whispered and dropped to his knees "No, please!"
He closed his eyes hard and thought of the beautiful place he had lived half his life in, or his half Narnia life. He hoped that if he thought hard enough Narnia would appear when he opened his eyes again.
"Come on!" he quietly prayed.
"Edmund..." Peter said sad "I'm afraid it's not working..."
Susan's crying increased because of Peter's word. Edmund felt how the tears burned in eyes and the pain in his chest was so hurtful that he could not stop himself from crying too.
Peter was devastated and total lost, but he had to be strong for Edmund and Susan. He was king Peter and he knew that he would find a way for them to go back to Narnia and get Lucy. He had to find way or else was Lucy lost forever.