Author's note: Yay! I have three reviews! And thank you Cass p. for two thirds of those reviews. Yes Himpth is an odd first name, but it changes a little bit in the up coming chapters and well you'll see and yes the title has to do with her saying the little thing about Cair Paravel, and I think the name Mossly is a cute name for a Faunteehee. Well here is your next chapter :P This little segment ahead is going to be a little weird, but I couldn't think of any other way to write it :P
Chapter 3
Flames flashing everywhere, the house setting fire, the doors are blocked. Mother had stopped screaming long ago, can't reach her. Father left with the others to stop them form getting to the village. It is too late, they have gotten in. The screams are irrepressible, but not long and they stop one by one. Trying to get out, the door is again, blocked. A loud bang and thrown back into the wall. Head is in pain, red is coming from it. Winces as she tries to move. The room goes dark for a moment, before a golden light envelopes her. Pain is gone. A large shape comes. A golden Face, crowned in golden light. A sound is heard all around and the only thing that could ever come close to such beauty would be a choir of Angels. The face made no movement whatsoever, but she could tell it was emitting the noise. The face comes closer and breathes into her. A sad look before she cannot move at all, her sight is gone. Something is hitting her face. Something wet. She sees a dim glow form the sky, but it isn't the sky she had last seen. She doesn't have time to think about it before something beside her opens and she is met with the familiar face of her thought to be mother. Out of nowhere she hears the soft music in the distance before it all fades out.
Amelia sat bolt up in her bed, covered in sweat. She looked around and it took her a few minutes to get her bearings. When she did that, she noticed a painting on the wall of a forest and a lion sitting on a rock, but she clearly remembered there being no lion in that painting the other night. She shook her head, being a little confused, but when she looked back it was gone. She shook her head again, and turned her head to the window facing he east side of her room. She looked out and had a clear view of the sea and the rising sun across it. She could hear bird chirping and she could see things jumping from the water's surface. She almost mistook them as people, but there legs seemed to be attached and they shined like scales, because they were in fact just that. Mermaids and Mermen. After a little while she calmed down enough to see the beauty in it all, and the longer she stayed there, the more familiar it all seemed.
She looked around the room for something she could wrap herself in, but smiled when she found a whole outfit prepared for her on the same chair Caspian had been sitting in the other night. It was soft as silk, and the most comfortable thing she had ever worn, let alone its beauty was almost breath taking. She easily slipped out of her old clothes and into her new Narnian clothes. Once she got them on and looked herself over for a few minutes, she walked barefoot out of the room smiling. She found herself in a long hall with no one in it, but when she looked to her right, she could hear sounds like people talking and the clip clop of hooves, when she looked to her left, it was quiet, but if she strained herself enough, she could almost make out the sound of waves. She turned her whole body to the left, and started her exploration.
Strange things started to happen when she walked down the halls. She would catch a splash of gold or a bright furry main in the paintings, but every time she would look closer it would be gone, but a few steps later, she would see it again. It seemed the enthrall her because she passed a hall and at the end of it, she could clearly see a lion sitting on a rock again, but as she caught up, it actually ran out of the scene, and ran to the right, even though she was going to go left. She could tell it wanted her to follow, and by now, she was terribly lost and she couldn't help but want to figure out where this was leading her. She saw the tip of the lion's tail whisk around a corner and just as she followed it, she was stopped at a dead end, except for a large door that occupied the whole wall. She looked to the floor and saw a faint golden glow form under the door, and she knew she was meant to go in. She looked at the door and saw that it was made of think wood, she would have no change of opening it, but the golden glow grew larger, and she figured she might as well try.
When she grabbed the handle and pulled, the whole thing came so lightly it was if she wasn't doing anything at all. She smiled as she walked through the newly formed opening. What she saw made her gasp and her jaw dropped. She was standing on a small balcony and bellow her was the glittering ocean, with the Merpeople still jumping and the birds still flying around singing, and the sun was still and unearthly red as it rose. But to her left was the forest that stretched as far as the eye could see, she could see all sorts of magical things happening there. But the main thing was the trees were actually walking around and dancing and singing, much like the birds, she turned to her right, and saw the far off mountains that wore such a somber beauty that her eyes almost watered. She looked again to her left, but for the first time, she noticed the stairway and she could sense the presence of the lion, wanting her to go down them. She gave it one last look before descending the stairs. They seemed to go on forever, but when she reached the bottom, it seemed like no time at all. The first thing she noticed was the sweet scent of the air, it was so sweet she felt as though she could taste it. She looked at the trees which were growing all around, and she could see the bright luscious apples upon each branch. They looked so beautiful and delicious, but she knew she had to keep going, she walked a bit, and she finally found what she was looking for. The lion. He was lying beside the well, sprawled out like a giant house cat.
Amelia walked towards him ever so slowly and with great caution. This lion may look beautiful and gentle, but maybe that was how he captured his pray.
"There is no need to be frightened, my Child." Said the booming voice. Amelia was so deep in her trance like mood that she instantly walked over to him quickly and sat down in between his two front paws. He licked her left cheek, and she kissed his nose.
"Aslan." She whispered in awe.
"Yes, my Child." He said while making a noise that could only be interpreted as purring. Amelia buried her head in his main and hugged him tightly. Little did she know that Aslan had visited Caspian earlier this morning, and he was now looking down on the two of them. His and Aslan's eyes met, and he turned around, and left.
Author's note: Hey people, I'm sorry for my short chapters, but at least I'm getting them posted :P This chapter doesn't really explain anything, but I like it, and hopefully you will too. PLEASE REVIEW!