Authors note: This idea sort of popped into my head. Lol! There will be another chapter, just to let you know and that will be much longer.
Disclaimer: I do not any of C.S Lewis's wonderful creation or characters.
I lay on the grass, ice cold numbness running up my veins. The distant cries of battle around me, and the sounds of metal and metal clashing together. I was glad I done something good before I died, breathing became more difficult and turned into short rasps. I just hoped Peter, Lucy and Susan survived, because if they didn't it would be my fault.
Finally it all went silent, the battle had ended. I knew I was almost dead by that time. I heard Susan ask where I was, but I was praying my final wish;
Dear Aslan, please keep my brother and sister's safe, as I fear I will not be able to make it. I am sorry for all the pain and death I cause. Please let Peter, Lucy and Susan that I love them and that I'm sorry. Thank you for everything. Amen.
I felt someone take off my helmet and put my head in their lap. Then the darkness came, it was peaceful and quiet. Then a bright flash and I was in Narnia, in front of me was. Aslan
"Welcome Edmund, this is real Narnia. I heard your final prayer and will try to keep it. You will see your brother and sister's when their time comes, but for now rest." With that said Aslan walked off. I was left on my own on a hill, in real Narnia
