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Okay, everybody who thought I wasn't going to write another story, please raise your hand. C'mon, I'm serious, I know somebody did.
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This story happens long after the rule of King Frank and Queen Helen.
There lived two Fauns, who were husband and wife, in a cave near the Lantern Wastes. It was a cozy little cave and
it had been passed down from generation to generation for as long as anybody could remember.
The male Faun was called Tuurli, and he was an especially handsome Faun, for he was taller than the average Faun,
his hair was glossy black and he had a very pleasant look about him.
The female Faun was called Raona, and she too, was beautiful. She was slender and nimble, had lovely blonde
hair, and was very fair. They lived happily in their cave for many years.
Tuurli earned his living by teaching geography to children. For an hour, three days a week, the home of the the Fauns
was filled with the sound of children's voices. Tuurli and Raona had no children of their own, so they enjoyed this
very much. Often, Raona made little treats and goodies for the children.
Though the Fauns were happy, they were not content. For many years, they wished to have atleast one
child in the home, but it was to no avail.
This continued to be the norm for many more years. Tuurli and Raona were no longer young; Tuurli's hair had begun to grey.
Then, one day, Raona sensed that she was going to be a mother. Tuurli was away at the market and would not return until
midday.
She wept for joy and blessed the name of Aslan. She began to prepare a special meal to celebrate.
When Tuurli returned, he found everything clean and the candles in the gold candlesticks rather than the pewter
and a fine silk tablecloth on the table.
"My dear, what cause is there to celebrate?" He asked her. There was a twinkle in her eyes that had not been
since her youth.
"We are to have a child!" She replied happily. Tuurli caught her hands and laughed with merriment.
"By the Lion's Mane, this is wonderful!"
Until the time came for the child to arrive, their home was always cheerful and gay.
The night came for the child to enter the world. Tuurli sent for a doctor to assisit in the delivery.
Tuurli waited impatiently as the hours stretched on. Finally, the moment came when he could go in.
"Tuurli, you have a healthy son now." The Faun doctor announced. Tuurli eagerly rushed into the room.
There, his wife lay holding the newborn babe close. He was wrapped in white and was asleep. He noticed Raona
looked tired, but happy.
"Here is your son." She said proudly, placing the baby in his open arms.
"Already he looks like me!" Tuurli exclaimed happily.
"I have a name for him, my dear."
"What's that?"
"Tumnus. It means 'He who introduces another world.'"
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So, that was kinda cheesy, but you can't sue me! Now, this is not to be taken as fact, I really do not know what Tumnus means, for all
I know, it's Arabic, and I've got the meaning all wrong. It wouldn't be the first time!
Oh, did you know that Aslan really means lion? I can't remember what language it is, I think it's one that's over in the Middle East.
Comet
Okay, everybody who thought I wasn't going to write another story, please raise your hand. C'mon, I'm serious, I know somebody did.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This story happens long after the rule of King Frank and Queen Helen.
There lived two Fauns, who were husband and wife, in a cave near the Lantern Wastes. It was a cozy little cave and
it had been passed down from generation to generation for as long as anybody could remember.
The male Faun was called Tuurli, and he was an especially handsome Faun, for he was taller than the average Faun,
his hair was glossy black and he had a very pleasant look about him.
The female Faun was called Raona, and she too, was beautiful. She was slender and nimble, had lovely blonde
hair, and was very fair. They lived happily in their cave for many years.
Tuurli earned his living by teaching geography to children. For an hour, three days a week, the home of the the Fauns
was filled with the sound of children's voices. Tuurli and Raona had no children of their own, so they enjoyed this
very much. Often, Raona made little treats and goodies for the children.
Though the Fauns were happy, they were not content. For many years, they wished to have atleast one
child in the home, but it was to no avail.
This continued to be the norm for many more years. Tuurli and Raona were no longer young; Tuurli's hair had begun to grey.
Then, one day, Raona sensed that she was going to be a mother. Tuurli was away at the market and would not return until
midday.
She wept for joy and blessed the name of Aslan. She began to prepare a special meal to celebrate.
When Tuurli returned, he found everything clean and the candles in the gold candlesticks rather than the pewter
and a fine silk tablecloth on the table.
"My dear, what cause is there to celebrate?" He asked her. There was a twinkle in her eyes that had not been
since her youth.
"We are to have a child!" She replied happily. Tuurli caught her hands and laughed with merriment.
"By the Lion's Mane, this is wonderful!"
Until the time came for the child to arrive, their home was always cheerful and gay.
The night came for the child to enter the world. Tuurli sent for a doctor to assisit in the delivery.
Tuurli waited impatiently as the hours stretched on. Finally, the moment came when he could go in.
"Tuurli, you have a healthy son now." The Faun doctor announced. Tuurli eagerly rushed into the room.
There, his wife lay holding the newborn babe close. He was wrapped in white and was asleep. He noticed Raona
looked tired, but happy.
"Here is your son." She said proudly, placing the baby in his open arms.
"Already he looks like me!" Tuurli exclaimed happily.
"I have a name for him, my dear."
"What's that?"
"Tumnus. It means 'He who introduces another world.'"
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So, that was kinda cheesy, but you can't sue me! Now, this is not to be taken as fact, I really do not know what Tumnus means, for all
I know, it's Arabic, and I've got the meaning all wrong. It wouldn't be the first time!
Oh, did you know that Aslan really means lion? I can't remember what language it is, I think it's one that's over in the Middle East.
Comet