Epilogue

It wasn't all that hard to talk the group into going back to the camp so Jules could thank the beings who'd helped her after her first encounter with Vicky. But when they reached the camp, it was deserted; there was no sign that anyone had ever lived there at all, much less only hours earlier.

"I didn't imagine it, did I?" Jules asked Roy and Giles.

"If you did, so did I," Roy drawled, poking around; Giles nodded agreement. "Plus, it sounded like those two morons who called us in had been here before."

"I think I found something," Ed called, drawing the group over to the tattered blanket Jules remembered waking up on. Jules gasped softly at the sight of the tapestry, with a note tucked inside the roll of fabric.

She picked up the fabric, tugging the note free. Feeling the curious looks, she read the note aloud.

"Dearie, I trust by now you have remembered yourself. The Lion's Heirs could hardly let such a thing go on for long. I leave you a minor token of our appreciation and Brightpaw sends his regrets that he could not farewell you properly, but leave we must. I fear we have become distasteful to those that rule these lands by refusing those arrogant Obliviators entry into our camp. I do not regret it, dearie, nor will I ever. Six hundred of your years I have wandered, always avoiding the light of the sun, and you gave it back to me. Back to my people. We will not fear the sun again because of you and the circumstances that brought you to us.

If ever you need us, the Traitor's Army, we will come. We have decided, at long last, that we will wear our past proudly and align ourselves with those who once served the Just King Edmund.

If you would be so kind, dearie, pass on a warning to the Lion's Heirs. Tash is ever seeking to bring down what little remains in this world of Narnia; his plots are many and as fine as spider's silk. But he cannot stand against the Light, against the Lion, and always there is a way to avoid his schemes.

Lion's Blessing, Julianna Callaghan,

Granny Cantril"

Jules ducked her head a bit, but faithfully read every last word. A curious Alanna took the tapestry and opened it up, her brother casually conjuring an orb of light so they could all see it. Both siblings gasped a little at the playing trio of animals, watched over by the Lion nearby. Looking at it now, Jules was pretty sure she knew who all three animals were supposed to be, but she didn't say anything.

"Maybe we'll run across them again someday," Alanna suggested hopefully.

"Maybe," Jules verbally agreed, though she privately wasn't so sure. "They did help me when I needed it."

"And left a warning," Lance mused to himself. "We should keep our eyes open; I doubt Tash is all that pleased that his gambit today failed…and partially due to a group of 'Fell Creatures'."

"You don't think they're Fell?" Jules questioned, a little stung that Lance sounded like he didn't believe her.

Blue eyes met hers. "I believe they are," the teen replied, "But, really, how Fell can they be if they're on the side of Good?" He grinned at the looks he got and turned to saunter out. Looking back over his shoulder, he added, "They believe in Narnia…and that's good enough for me."

~ Fin

Author note: And that's a wrap! Thanks so much for sticking with me through the wild ride of the last nine (soon, ten) weeks. It's not over yet, but by the end of next week, my training will be. Then, if I don't have a job, onto staging for me. Which will probably be lots of studying and interviews. Joy. Still, if I make it that far, it probably means I will not have to deal with this company that I'm ambivalent about. So a mix. I don't know which I'm praying for, so I simply ask for you to pray that God would continue to direct my steps as I travel along this path.

In other news, next Tuesday, May 1st, 2018, starts off our next story "In the Paws of the Lion", right here in the main Flashpoint archive. Have a great weekend all and Happy Reading!
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