Disclaimer: I don't own the Chronicles of Narnia.
Author's Note: Enjoy!
Aravis walked slowly through the palace corridor, brushing her fingers against the mural on the wall. Her eyes filled with tears at times and a relieved smile filled her face at others. Finally, she stopped, staring up at one scene for what seemed like a very long time.
"Aravis?" a voice called out.
She turned to see Shasta, Cor. He's Cor now, walking toward her.
He smiled when he saw the scene she was looking at, and gently laid his arm around her shoulders.
"I don't deserve this," she whispered softly.
Cor shook his head, "None of us do."
He turned her away from the image, walking with her towards the door, and out into the sunshine.
As the door swung closed, a ray of light struck the mural, illuminating an image of a Lion, laying lifeless on a Stone Table. The light moved as the door closed, passing over a final scene, of the Lion standing victorious over the Stone Table, over death itself.