Alex Fireye
Disclamer: I dont own anything but the plot
....And so began the beggining of the first chapter of the great story....
Palace of Cair Paravell
Narnia
The richly coloured fabrics danced against the bluness of the sky, dulled slightly by a body of firy gold. The crowds of talking beasts and humans filled the perfumed countryside. Thier eyes intent on Alsan, Jill, Eustace and the three Narnian Kings and Queen of old.
"Peter"spoke Alsan, his voice strong and as mild as a mid-summers day."Son of Addam, king of old, High King over old Narnia and Emporer of the Lone Islands,Lord of Cair Paravell, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, Peter, son of Addam do you accept henceforth to treat your subjects with fairness and decently. To judge with fairness and to make and correct mistakes. Peter gathered his courage and looked into Aslans great golden eyes.For then he knew, as you know the differents between driads (tree spirits)and giants, that there was only one answer. He lifted his chin higher and it seemed indeed to the others that Peter had grown a few inches taller and his voice was as cool and calm as the summer ocean.
"I Peter son of Addam henceforth alongside my brother Edmond, Son of Addam, King under us in Old Narnia, Duke of Lantern Waste and Count of the Western March, Knight of the noble order of the Table, my sister Lucy, daughter of Eve, Queen under us in Old Narnia, my dear friends Jill Alex Pole and cousin Eustace Clarence Jonathon Scrubb whom are both from this date Queen Alexanda and King Jonathon,We by the lions mane, on oath, uphold and honour your (Aslan) values.
"My sons and daughters"Aslan said addressing the figures clad in soft fabric. " The day has come where from this moment we are equal.Those words ripples through the waiting countryside. Words that were as teribble as a storm at sea and as beautiful as the first opening buds in spring.
You probably have no idea what effect it had on the Kings and Queens. It felt as if they were now carrying a heavy burdan but thier strength whould make up for it. It was now known to them that Aslan had put alittle bit of himself in them.
Aslan placed a thin circlet of silver (made by dwarves of course) on each of the fives head. They turned towards the awaiting crowd.They gasped in amazment. The look on Peters and the others faces was one of love and compation, one of great wisdom and secrecy.
A great cheer arose from the crowd but faded when they relized Aslan was singing. He began at first humming softly at first. Just a gentle throb pulsing through the land. Peter, Edmond , Lucy , Jill and Eustace suprised that they knew the tune joined in.Combined voices tore through the land twisting into roots and dancing with the breeze. It was, to all of them not a song but a noise of something you cannot quite touch, like a sweetness in your mouth that you can not taiste A noise of happiness and contentment. The hum died away into the blue sky and all that could be heard was the hushed wisper of the trees.
....And so began the beggining of the first chapter of the great story....
Palace of Cair Paravell
Narnia
The richly coloured fabrics danced against the bluness of the sky, dulled slightly by a body of firy gold. The crowds of talking beasts and humans filled the perfumed countryside. Thier eyes intent on Alsan, Jill, Eustace and the three Narnian Kings and Queen of old.
"Peter"spoke Alsan, his voice strong and as mild as a mid-summers day."Son of Addam, king of old, High King over old Narnia and Emporer of the Lone Islands,Lord of Cair Paravell, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, Peter, son of Addam do you accept henceforth to treat your subjects with fairness and decently. To judge with fairness and to make and correct mistakes. Peter gathered his courage and looked into Aslans great golden eyes.For then he knew, as you know the differents between driads (tree spirits)and giants, that there was only one answer. He lifted his chin higher and it seemed indeed to the others that Peter had grown a few inches taller and his voice was as cool and calm as the summer ocean.
"I Peter son of Addam henceforth alongside my brother Edmond, Son of Addam, King under us in Old Narnia, Duke of Lantern Waste and Count of the Western March, Knight of the noble order of the Table, my sister Lucy, daughter of Eve, Queen under us in Old Narnia, my dear friends Jill Alex Pole and cousin Eustace Clarence Jonathon Scrubb whom are both from this date Queen Alexanda and King Jonathon,We by the lions mane, on oath, uphold and honour your (Aslan) values.
"My sons and daughters"Aslan said addressing the figures clad in soft fabric. " The day has come where from this moment we are equal.Those words ripples through the waiting countryside. Words that were as teribble as a storm at sea and as beautiful as the first opening buds in spring.
You probably have no idea what effect it had on the Kings and Queens. It felt as if they were now carrying a heavy burdan but thier strength whould make up for it. It was now known to them that Aslan had put alittle bit of himself in them.
Aslan placed a thin circlet of silver (made by dwarves of course) on each of the fives head. They turned towards the awaiting crowd.They gasped in amazment. The look on Peters and the others faces was one of love and compation, one of great wisdom and secrecy.
A great cheer arose from the crowd but faded when they relized Aslan was singing. He began at first humming softly at first. Just a gentle throb pulsing through the land. Peter, Edmond , Lucy , Jill and Eustace suprised that they knew the tune joined in.Combined voices tore through the land twisting into roots and dancing with the breeze. It was, to all of them not a song but a noise of something you cannot quite touch, like a sweetness in your mouth that you can not taiste A noise of happiness and contentment. The hum died away into the blue sky and all that could be heard was the hushed wisper of the trees.