THE FRANTIC CHASE
Though I tend to stick to stories that revolve mainly around Tumnus and Lucy, I decided to write something that sheds the spotlight on others, for a change. Don't worry; Tumnus and Lucy are featured in this. (They make up a pretty good bulk, actually.) You'll just read about additional characters from Narnia, along with them. It's really several stories, all mixed into one. Again, it's always good to have variety in your writing. And it's loads of fun to experiment!
I present to you the preface of this new story. Though no names are given outright, I'll bet you can guess who the first two characters are. Think you can also figure out who's who, afterward?
Characters (with a couple of exceptions) © C.S. Lewis and Disney/Walden Media
Story © unicorn-skydancer08
All rights reserved.
Preface
She was a spirited young girl, full of life, and the pure passion for it. She held the stars in her eyes, the sun in her smile, and she walked with springtime wherever she went. She emanated a special warmth and kindness that could melt the heart of a troll, and she could turn even the darkest, bleakest night into a bright, beautiful day. She was as lovely on the outside as she was on the inside, well beloved by all who knew her.
He was a humble faun, a meek, modest creature, haunted by a dark past. He committed many terrible things throughout his life that he sorely regrets, even to the present day. He has yet to fully forgive himself for all that he has done amiss. Despite everything that came about, the faun developed and maintained a very close relationship with the beautiful girl, a bond that blossomed over the years, as a seed that comes into flower—although he always felt base and sinful, in comparison to such a pure, innocent creature.
She was the dearest friend he had ever had, or could ever ask for—but then came the day when that friendship would cultivate into something more, something more terrifying and more beautiful than anything the faun could have imagined.
She was a queen, a fine lady of grace, beauty, and refinement; a paradigm to her people. She was determined to uphold her image and preserve her reputation, which she had worked so long and so hard to construct; she dared not do anything that would taint her good name in any way. She was the sort of person who preferred to live life strictly by the rules, but little did she know that the time would soon come when she would be compelled to choose between her duty to her people, and her duty to her own heart.
He was a common soldier, a fierce warrior whose rough exterior shielded a tender heart that hungered incessantly for love and companionship. Although this soldier had plenty of experience in the field of battle, nothing in all his years as a fighter could have prepared him for falling in love…least of all with the one woman he least expected to fall for.
He was a great and mighty king, the most powerful, influential figure within the land. He accomplished many fantastic feats throughout his reign, and everyone knew and revered him. Yet for all his achievements, for all his coups, for all his strength, for all his supremacy, this regal monarch would come to realize that even a king still has a good deal to learn.
She was what some people might label as your typical damsel in distress. Life has been very cruel to her. She feels like there is no one whom she can turn to, or truly confide in. Her heart and her spirit are shattered, seemingly, beyond repair. She had long since submitted to the cold, grim deduction that her life is simply not worth the living. But then fate suddenly takes an unexpected turn for her; and with the aid of one very special man, this girl will begin the long, slow, and difficult journey to learning to love, believe, and trust again.
He was a boy, a boy just barely advancing into adulthood. Though he was a king, renowned by his subjects as well as his friends, he felt unworthy of their love for him, of the very honor now borne upon his brow. Throughout the many years that have long since passed, the haunting memory of his past sins never quite completely left him. In spite of his efforts, he cannot bring himself to fully let go.
She would prove to be the healing balm to his spirit, the one to cool him and soothe him, to grant him respite from his present in addition to his past. With her pure love to shelter him and uphold him, he will slowly yet surely reap the courage he needs to surmount his inner demons, and the overall strength to carry on.