Fantasy and reality collide,
In the nonsensical world they find.
They don't seem to mind.
The din of childrens' laughter fills the halls.
They thank Aslan for it all.
Four prophesied royals, two tall, two small.
The Magnificent One is like a chameleon,
Always adapting to fit his tasks,
he can be whoever you ask.
Father, brother, soldier, friend,
everyone looks up to him.
The Gentle One creates a tapestry,
To record their adventures for prosperity.
She always did have a keen eye for accuracy
With her arrows, when she sews, planning all the balls she hosts.
The Just One creates and judges the law,
keeping an eye on slippery paws,
He is the one with a tongue of silver,
Talking circles around enemies, making them deliver.
The Valiant One who can awaken the trees,
Dances among them wildly.
The Healer Queen sings with the people of the sea,
Merpeople like me.