*Chapter 4-Dark*
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Now enjoy Lucy Pevensie: Dark
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Bedtime was a time of terror for young Lucy Pevensie. For even at the age of nine, she was still petrified of the dark.
When the time would come for her mother to tuck her into bed, wishing her a good night's sleep and turning the lights off after her, Lucy would lie swallowed in darkness with eyes stretched wide in fear. Lucy knew it was ridiculous for a girl her age to believe in apparitions that appeared after dark, but she couldn't help it-she had always been one to believe in the unlikely. At first, her elder sister and roommate Susan had been tolerant of Lucy's requests to share a bed, but lately had shown such annoyance at the ridiculousness of the situation that Lucy had altogether stopped asking her.
Instead, when the youngest Pevensie had a night terror, she would go down the hall and to the left; to her brothers' room. Once there, she would beg of her eldest brother, Peter, to share a bed until she wasn't afraid, to which he would always oblige. Most nights like these, she would fall asleep cradled against his chest, her fears chased away by his strong, comforting presence. Lucy knew Peter would do anything for her, and so by simply sitting next to him she felt infinitely safer, her fears of the dark overshadowed by her faith in him.