The Heart of Narnia
by Roguefan212000
Narnia belongs to C.S. Lewis
The character named Ann is my own creation. Please let me know if you like her or not.
The pale moon light lovingly caressed our little white house . Even in the dim light, I spotted the worn paint and a neglected garden. Mother s beloved tulips had wilted long ago and were over run by weeds.
This was a grave sign. The garden had always been close to mother s heart, simply because Lucy and I helped her plant the flowers.
Once I believed that we would never see our home again, but upon returning I did not feel the boundless joy that I thought I would experience . This world no longer felt like home.
With heavy hearts, Peter and I slowly climbed the stone steps . I was lost in a haze of fear and anxiousness. I wanted to run to the door , but my legs seemed content to travel at this slow pace .
I barely heard Peter knocking at the door. It felt like ages before the door slowly creaked open . A pair of familiar green eyes met mine . It was Ann, my class mate and best friend .
Ann s lovely red curls gracefully framed her sad face . " Oh , I m so glad you're here ," she cried . "I know things will become better now. "
Ann drew me into a tight embrace . I did not like the look in her eyes . Peter and I exchanged worried glances.
" Where is mom? ", we cried in unison .
Ann silently led us to the kitchen. Mother quietly sat in a simple wooden chair, as she blankly stared at a cup of tea. She was thin and deathly pale . She was lost in a sea of fabric , which was her night gown.
One of Lucy s dolls rested in her lap . Peter and I rushed to embrace her frail form. This sudden contact , drew mother away from dream world .
" Oh , my darlings , " she gasped . " I thought I would never see you again ."
Mother showered the two of us with kisses . Mother s sunny smile brought color back to her cheeks .
" Where are Edmund and Lucy ? " , asked mother .
" They are in a safe place," Peter answered .
His gentle blue eyes glistened with unshed tears .
" We will all be together again soon ."
" This is the first time , I have seen your mother smile in days, cried Ann.
For a moment , I had forgotten that Ann was still with us . I turned to face my best friend .
" Thank you for looking after mother , " I said.
I quickly brushed away my tears .
" How shall I repay you ?"
Ann was crying too.
" I m just glad I was able to help ," she answered.
Peter remained by mother s side , but he offered her a warm smile in gratitude . This made Ann blush , she shyly stared down at her shoes .
Mother was greatly amused by her reaction. Of course , Peter was unaware of Ann s affections toward him. Even Lucy knew, but she never said a word .
I owed it to Ann to save her from any further embracement .
" When Father returns, our family will be complete ," I said smiling. I hoped this would change the subject.
Suddenly, mother began to sob . I thought our world would crumble , when I heard this single sentence .
" Your father died in battle."
It seemed that fate was determined to steal the small seeds of happiness , which were slowly beginning to take root in our lives .
Why didn t Aslan warn us ?
How could I believe in the deep magic now !
This power could not even save my father.
Logic was the only thing that offered a safe path, walking along the path of Faith seemed far too difficult .
