Susan sighed as she watched Sterling walk away from her yet again. She fought back the hot tears of defeat.

"There's nothing I can do," she whispered. "I tried my best, now it's up to you."

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Angrily, Sterling marched doggedly towards his house. Who did she think he was to be duped into her fantasy? His idol, Jack Lewis, had proved to be just as crazy as Susan. Jack was even writing a series of books that he entitled The Chronicles of Narnia. Susan wanted them published as nonfiction, but Jack thought that they would get to more people as fiction. Sterling shook his head as he unlocked his door. They were fiction.

As he sat reading a book, he tried not to think how lonely his evenings had been since he stopped talking to Susan. The comfort of his home soon made him drowsy. Suddenly, an old man clad in flowing robes and an old woman appeared in front of him.

"I am Digory, my son, and this is Polly," the man said. Almost simultaneously, two young men and a young woman appeared. The resemblance to Susan was so great that Sterling came out of his shock long enough to mouth their names, "Peter, Edmund, Lucy."

They smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the next visitor. A young man clad in armor with flowing hair strode towards him and said, "Touch not a hair on his head." Surprised, Sterling looked around to see whom the stranger spoke to. Glancing down, he stumbled backward in surprise.

"But sire," came a shrill voice, "He blasphemes and causes Queen Susan distress."

"And yet, Reepicheep, Aslan forbade any of us to touch him." The man then bowed and said, "My name is Caspian."

By this point Sterling was sure he had been stressing over the issue of Susan and it had entered his dreams. So the next visitors did not seem to surprise him. Four horses stepped into his room. Two were normal horses, but one other was winged, and the last had a great horn.

All four knelt and the winged horse proclaimed, "I am Fledge, the first winged horse of Narnia. My brethren and I have been chosen to give you this message. No matter where you are, no matter how much you deny it, we are all safe within the paws of Aslan!" With that, all four horses sent a neighing to the sky and Sterling noticed that there was no more roof. All of the stars began to sing, and Sterling watched in amazement when one came toward them and took the shape of a man.

"I am Ramandu, look well upon what you see, for only a few know of the wonders of Aslan. Now, Peter, it is time."

Peter stepped forward with a book, "I never had the chance to give this to Su, but I think you need it more now. Read it." He said. And with those words the people and animals faded away until he was alone, sitting in his chair.

"What a weird dream," he thought. He went to pick up the book he had been reading, but found in its place, the very book Peter had given him in the dream. Sterling curiously looked at the cover. The book was entitled The Holy Bible.

He began to set it down, when curiosity overtook him.

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Susan glanced anxiously up at Sterling's house. He had not come to the library in three days and had not picked up any of hers or Jack's calls. She took a deep breath and knocked at the door. She gasped as he opened the door.