Here you go I hope you enjoy. I am no CS Lewis.
The sun shined brightly, making the forest glow with life despite the lifeless snow and ice. The white blanketed ground sparkled like small individual diamonds, and the icicles that hung from the trees looked like chandeliers. The wood was alive and everything hummed and sang, from the birds in the trees to the chilled wind, even the trees.
The loudest tree of them all I avoided like the plague. It called to me, sang to me far worse than all the others. As soon as I laid eyes on it I walked away turning my back on it, never wanting to see it again until absolutely necessary. I walked around looking from pond to pond, each like a separate ice rink calling to be skated on, only once you stepped foot on it you'd be transported somewhere else entirely.
Soon I felt like I was being followed and turned around quietly, knowing it was no use. Nymphs and other creatures could evaporate out of thin air. Then I felt ice at my neck and I realized it was two thin arms and a small body pressed against mine. I could actually hold her in a hug, almost thankful for seeing her. I, like she said, wanted to forgive her. I just wanted to know why.
"I'm so sorry!" she cried into my neck. "Please forgive me."
I nodded as she detached from me. "I will. I do, just please tell me why."
"It's not obvious?" she asked, her glass hand touched her chilled blue lips.
Shaking my head, I shrugged. "I guess I'm just oblivious."
"I care about you. I don't want you to get hurt! That woman is awful! She banished us here, some of us souls trapped in these bodies and others…. she gave us the ability to feel and nothing else."
I stared at her, my hand reaching out to caress her ice smooth cheek. "And which are you?"
"I'm one of her daemons." She sighed looking down.
"As am I," was all I said.
"I know, we can all tell. I wish I could look more human like you, instead of just glass."
"You're very beautiful glass," I smiled, before touching her cheek. "Being human isn't all that great."
Then suddenly she brought her hands to her lips and gasped before bowing toward me.
"Please, forgive me. I forgot, Your Highness."
I stared at her for a moment until I realized what she was talking about. "I'm not in Narnia, I'm not your King."
"Koyuki!" I heard a deeper voice call, it was hard to imagine anyone else talking except her. Koyuki looked a little worried as she looked around.
"It's Keller," she started before looking behind her. "He's the wise man."
Suddenly the sketch book was ripped from my hand by an invisible force and my fist clenched. "Hey!"
Soon a man appeared, an older man. He looked very different to Koyuki, he was made of leaves and bark almost like a tree, but floated gracefully in the gentle breeze. His face was stern and his posture made him come across approachable. I watched him through a glare as he flipped through each individual page of my notebook.
"Pardon me King Edmund, but I am very curious about you. I have heard many things."
I straightened up. "Like what?"
"Your questionable relationship with Queen Lucy," he started and I stepped forward. "Along with the betrayal of your people at such a young age."
"That's enough!" I yelled. "You have no business sticking your nose in things you know nothing about."
Keller held up my notebook and pointed to the picture of the wood in Narnia.
"You drew this?" he questioned. "You drew this and it moves?"
I nodded. "Yeah I guess, it's been snowing since I finished it."
"You really are her child…" he muttered to himself.
I looked down ashamed, it hurt hearing it from someone else's lips. I didn't want people to know. I didn't want to hear it myself. It was like poison to my ears, it sounded like nails across a chalkboard. I took the book back and held it at my side, looking at Koyuki who had been standing there silently, just listening.
"Look, I need answers that's why I'm here. I need to end this."
This was final, I wasn't going to sway. I was going to end this no matter what.
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