Here we have it. The last Chapter of It's Just a Feeling. Well, the last Chapter of Part one! Just check back on this story later and I'll have chapter nine up. So sorry for the delay, high school sucks!

I don't own Narnia or the Quote at the end (Winston Churchill does) or Fields of Gold by Eva Cassidy. Just Joanna, her parents, Ludwik and Adrina.

Chapter Eight: The End of The Beginning

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Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
As you lie in fields of gold

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It has been fifteen years since the beginning of The Golden Age.

It has been eleven years since Lucy and Susan locked me in a room with Edmund.

It has been nine years since I was crowned Queen Joanna the Determined.

It has been three years since Ludwik left in search of a mate.

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We were galloping through the Lantern Waste, searching for any sign of the White Stag. Eventually I had gotten over my fear of horses, but at times I was a bit weary of them. As Edmund slowed to a stop I pulled the reigns of my horse, Alexandria, she grumbled, but obeyed. Edmund's horse, Phillip, was breathing heavily.

"Are you alright Phillip?"

"I am not as young as I once was." I smiled as I heard the others coming.

"Come on, Ed." I bowed my head; Susan was as bossy as ever. We had all grown up, matured, in Narnia. I must have missed some of the conversation as Susan started doing an impression of Edmund. "You girls stay in the castle; I'll get the stag myself."

"Yes, he did seem rather cocky didn't he?" Edmund shot me a mock hurt look as Peter jumped off his horse. We girls soon followed. I bit my lip as my waist length blonde hair flew over my shoulder.

"What's this? It seems familiar."

"As if from a dream." I grabbed onto Edmund's hand as I looked at it. It did seem familiar.

"Or a dream of a dream. Spare Oom." Lucy picked up her skirt and took off. I rolled my eyes, not this again. We followed her until the branches tuned to… coats?

"Susan, you're on my foot!"

"Peter, move off!"

"Stop shoving!"

"Stop it!"

"That is not a coat Edmund!"

"I'm not on your toe!"

We all fell out of the wardrobe, young again. The door was opened and in stepped Professor Kirke.

"Oh! There you are. What were you all doing in the wardrobe?" I turned to face Edmund as a quiet laugh escaped my mouth.

"You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir." The professor tossed the cricket ball into Peter's hand.

"Try me."

We didn't know it when we left Narnia was going to be thrown into thirteen hundred years of proverbial darkness before any sign of hope was seen.

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This is not the end.

It is not even the beginning of the end.

But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.

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You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

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Ah the end of Part One! I chose Fields of Gold by Eva Cassidy because it reminded me of The Golden Age for some reason.

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