Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the world of Narnia; everything belongs to C. S. Lewis.
A/N: When I first began writing this, I intended for it to consist of a prologue and four chapters on each of the Pevensie children, but as I was finishing, I felt like it wasn't complete: this came about to serve as the closing, the final chapter of this spontaneous little series.
I want to thank everyone who's read and especially the few who have faithfully left reviews; I hope you find this to be a fitting end.
StarKatt427
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come."
2 Corinthians 5:17
Epilogue
Aslan feels something stir within him, a profound feeling that is caught between sorrow and happiness, as he catches his last glimpse of the copy Narnia; the one that he sung into creation so long ago. Now, it is nothing more than pitch black and unforgiving ice, the sun destroyed and no life left. It is a bittersweet emotion that fills him; sadness for the false and joy for the true home that lies ahead.
Once Peter pulls the door that leads into the imitation of Narnia to and locks it forever, Aslan takes a brief moment and looks at the Seven around him (though painfully aware that there should be one more beside him to make it eight): at the thoughtful, wise face of Digory; the calm, regal Polly; Eustace, standing in silent wonder; bright eyed Jill; golden, solemn Peter; Edmund, his expression curious; and his Lucy, already beginning to smile.
Warmth overflows within him, and he smiles a lion grin.
As Aslan bounds away from the Seven Friends of Narnia and toward his land, he calls over his shoulder to his children, "Come further up! Come further in!"
This is not the end. It's just the beginning.