First I would like to thank for overwhelmingly kind reviews - most of which has to be passed on to C S Lewis, who did create Narnia in the first place!

Second - here is the tale of the inevitable end (as already foretold in a Aug 6 review: "I mourn for Ruth and Karl over the world they'll be returning to.")

Third - warning for multiple character deaths and loads of horrible things told; exactly as it was executed by 1940s Nazi Germany.

Fourth - may this chapter be dedicated to all dead and wounded in Pittsburgh only two days ago; as history prepares to repeat itself?

Fifth - only the author's postscript remains; no more Narnian tales after this short chapter ends.

EPILOGUE

Stuttgart, autumn 1946.

A young Englishman was part of the occupational forces and being on leave from his duties he had come by an antiquarian bookshop which miraculously had survived the war. In there he bought a Biblia Hebraica; a Hebrew Bible printed there in Stuttgart in 1937. It was deemed to have the most beautiful fonts ever used. In it he found a letter, written to four Pevensie siblings in Finchley.

It is of course that letter that has been used to write this story.

Before its end, however, it is still time to tell of the respective fates of the main characters of this story, that is Karl and Ruth.

When the German doctors changed their goal from healing one patient with, if necessary , removal of an incurable limb; to the healing of the German society by removing incurable individuals, there was built many institutions where handicapped children were gathered and euthanasied. The letter Ruth had read about Karl's death was therefore completely true; except the horrible fact that his death was caused by the institution he had been put in, not attempted to be hindered by it. He did not die in peace, he was murdered.

Ruth herself never forgot the vision she had seen in Narnia of pleading children, reaching out for her help. She did not go to Palestine. Her destination was Warszawa, the former Polish capital, now under grim Nazi occupation. There she nursed many children suffering from the ever deteriorating conditions in the cramped Ghetto.

In her work for the children Ruth was not alone. She had many like-minded inside the Ghetto, and there were also some kind-hearted people outside it. One of the most peculiar was a female Polish doctor, who came every week with a large trunk and a big German shepherd dog.

The trunk contained supplies on the way in and one Jewish child smuggled to safety each way out; the dog trained to bark loudly at German uniforms to prevent any noise coming from the trunk to reveal its human content to the Nazi Ghetto guards.

In November 1942 the Berlin Wannsee Palace was host to the Nazi conference deciding on the final solution; the extermination of the Jews.

The coming spring, on a lovely day, a train with open wagons took many children of the Ghetto for a ride in the countryside. In each wagon one of Ruth's friends tended to the kids with the best snack they had been able to muster inside the Ghetto. Then they felt sleepy and laid down for a nap.

Not one child was alive when the train arrived to Treblinka extermination camp; only their leaders where marched into the gas chambers.

When Ruth could not breath anymore, she did what all Jews did when in proximity to death, recited

-"Shema Yisroel, Adonay, Elohenu, Adonay Echad! - Hear, O Israel, The Lord our God, is one."

Had we been able to ask her, she would never have been sure whether she really died or was moved. What she did know however, was that in the next moment she was standing on a Mountain, an even more beautiful than the Alps, and that her name was called by a voice she knew so well:

-"Welcome Ruth, to Aslan's country." It was Karl! "Aslan bids me ask your forgiveness for sending me to meet you –he will be here shortly - but there were so many children he said would be very scared and confused if he did not go to greet them himself!"