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Kathryn sat in front of her median sized mirror that was connected to her wooden chest-of-drawers while her grandmother brushed her hair. It was an early Saturday morning in the middle of July 1940; the rest of the world was in the middle of war. But for Kathryn all of it felt like she existed within her own world, like when she was a small child. In her world, war didn't exist, and she had the chance to live out her adventures in a land, in which she was royality. It was quite in the country, the sound of guns and bombs couldn't reach the young girl, who let her mind venture back to her childish games she had played when she was a young kid.

"I'm going to church, I will be back soon. Keep an eye on your granddad, he's not too well. " Her grandmother kissed her granddaughter's unwrinkled head and her way out of the house, despite Kathryn protest to help, the old women refuse to take it, her pride always getting in the way. Kathryn stood at the front door as her grandmother made the short way to the small church north of the house in the centre of the small village. Kathryn silently walked up the old carpeted stairs to her room and feel back into the hard chair wishing everything was like the way when she was younger. She looked at her reflection in the mirror; her shoulder-length strawberry locks that always frizzed out of control at the ends, she had always hated it, and wished for her mother's long straight hair that she had always worn down until the war started,since then she had worn it up, it made her mother look older and less joyful.

She turned away from the mirror, unpleased with her average looks. From the position in the chair, she could clearly she her room, it hadn't change much from when she was a kid, the walls were painted white with cream wallpaper, while the bed covers and curtains were cream and the furniture was all wooden. It was nothing special, quite boring actually but to Kathryn it was lovely. As her eyes looked at the different corners and simple furniture she could see the memories unfold in front of her. A smile curled on her lips as she looked to the wall under the small window, the wall paper had peeled back to reveal the giant red X on the white wall. She remembered it like it was yesterday, it had been the first time she had met Matthew back when they were both six; his family had brought a house in town and had become friends with her grandparents and with her parents when they had visited that summer. It was a rainy summers days and Matthew's family was downstairs while the two young children played upstairs. The game consisted of a treasure hunt and here under the thick window still was the treasure, of course then was nothing there, but their childish imagination had created a cave full of pirates' treasure.

She sighed loudly as she turned in her chair back to the reflective glass; her adventures were only in her head, although she wished for a real adventure, a life full of danger and excitement. But her mood suddenly picked up when she saw the large maze reflected in the mirror. She silently left her room; her grandfather was fast asleep in his room, as was Matthew whose snores could be heard as she passed his wide open door. He could sleep through the entire war she thought as she rolled her eyes and made her way back down the stairs.

It was a rare warm day, so Kathryn left her coat on the banister, she gently closed the door and made her warm across the green garden. Ever since she was little she had wanted to explore this monster like maze, that now even though she was almost a teenage still dwarfed her. She slowly walked through the maze until she reached the corner that the shuttlecock had landed, a place which she had never had a chance to cross. Now's my shot, there's nobody to stop me. She smiled and walked further into the green monster of the maze. The further she when the wilder the sides of the maze became, the branches appeared to over-lap and almost looked as if they did not belong to this world.

She bite back a laugh, where else would they be from she laughed despite herself and kept walking. She wondered why she had never been allowed in the maze before it didn't seem to be full of dragons and terrifying monsters as she had imagined over the years. She felt something pull at the hem of her skirt, but looked to see nothing. Not a twig or a branch out of place, just the air and the smooth untidy branches that winded around each other. She looked back in front of her to see more turns and twists ahead. She hugged her bare arms around her as she felt a cool breeze, but as she turned her head to the sky, she saw there were no clouds to cause the cold. She lowered and then shock her head gently; she really was losing her mind. Her eyes widened as she heard scurrying as if from a mouse from above her, but she told herself that was all it could be, a simple mouse looking for food. As she continued rounding the distorted corners as she went she stopped suddenly and turned to look behind her as she heard her name being whispered.

Her brow furred as she turned again, an odd light catching her eyes. She ran towards it and stopped with a halt before the exit. The strange thing was the exit was covered in what appeared to be willow leaves; she reached out one fair hand but brought it back at the last minute. She mentally shock herself and reached for the willow leaves again, they felt weird under her touch almost like velvet as she pulled back the long string of leaves.

The hazel eyes widened to popping point as she took in the beauty before her, instead of the dark green of fields she expected, she was met with an explosion of colour. Her mother hang open as she walked further into the paradise, it was a forest she realised, a forest covered in flowers of every colour, shape, shade and size, it was like something in her dreams. Her gaping mouth soon turned into a huge grin, she felt like her face was going to split into as she was smiling so much. The one thing that puzzled Kathryn was the salty smell in the air that mixed with the flagrance of the flowers. She continued walking until she reached a stone wall in the shape of a balcony; the stone balcony was the only thing that stopped the young girl from falling into the ocean below. I can't be in England she decided, there were no oceans around where her grandparents lived. She leaned her elbows on the stone wall it was beautiful and look as if it stretched for eternity.

But Kathryn felt as if she was being watched, she turned behind her she turned as she heard a twig snapping behind her, but all she saw was a small blue bird perched on a branch in a tree covered with pink blossoms.

"Are you a daughter of Eve?" it asked, its voice strangely deep for a small bird. But what amazed Kathryn was that a bird talked. "Are you human?" it repeated.

"Yes." She croaked her voice dry from the shock. She recovered and introduced herself property. "I'm Kathryn Gavan."

The little bird looked token back, but introduced himself. "I'm Reginald, a loyal knight of the order of her majesty Queen Lucy the Valliant's service." He bowed a little.

"Who is Queen Lucy?" Kathryn asked, a little fearful that she may be trespassing.

"Who, Who,I say, Queen Lucy you said." the bird babbled in shock. "She is only the Queen of Narnia. Well at least she was." He dropped his head a little; it had been a year since the Pevensies had left.

"What is Narnia?" the curious girl asked.

The little bird looked like he was about to faint, but replied any way. "This is Narnia, and you, my girl are standing in the Eastern forest beside the glistening Eastern Sea." He lifted his wings as to show her that he was repaying to the land.

"Then maybe I should leave." She said, she was convincing herself that this was still a dream.

"But wait you can't leave."

"I must, my grandfather is sick, and he needs me." Although she truly did not want to leave, she remembered about her sick grandfather, and how her grandmother had forbid her from entering the maze, was this the reason? why would her grand other forbid her from entering Narnia?

"Ok, but promise me you will return."

"Yes, I promise." She crossed her heart as she walked back through the willow leaves into the maze again, she was confused all of her life she wanted adventure and now it had presented itself to her. She knew in her heart she would return to Narnia and bring Matthew with her.

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