Week I- August 6th, 1940- First Day Back
Peter: "It was only yesterday we were there. We ruled for fifteen years yesterday. That seems normal, right? Lucy said she tried to get back in last night, but the professor said we probably won't get back in through the wardrobe. He said we will go back when we're not looking for it, but just to keep our eyes open. But how long will we need to keep our eyes open? Will we stay next time? We are from there to begin with. Why could we not just stay? Oh, Aslan, what is your plan for us? To the Clear Northern Sky, I was High King Peter the Magnificent, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, and Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion. I led armies against giants. I protected my people against vile powers and enemies. I brought a country to its knees. I was born King Albanach. But what am I now? I am just Peter William Pevensie again, and I guess that's all I will ever be."
Ivar: "Once I was told the truth, I yearned for more. I yearned for a place only so many people could get into. I was born there to begin with. Why was I taken away? I still remember when we discovered Narnia. That was just yesterday! For fifteen years, at the grandest castle I have ever seen, I sat under stars that were not the stars I grew up seeing in this world, now I don't know if I will see those stars again. I was born King Íomhar of the Wild Lands of the North, Lord Protector of Narnia, Baron of the Marshlands, Guardian of the Marsh-Wiggles. Now, I'm just Ivar Alexander Andersen again, son of the Danish ambassador to the United Kingdom, and that is who I will always be."
Susan: "At least here, there aren't flocks of suitors asking for my hand practically every day. But I honestly kind of miss that. It was never boring. But here, there is no new adventure. Sure, I had a routine, but there was something new every day. Here, nothing new. I will go back to doing the same things I did. My room doesn't face the sun. My room at Cair Paravel did. I used to hate waking up to the sun. Yes, I am a morning person, but the sun blinded me. After waking up to it for fifteen years, I am almost tempted to move my things into a room facing east in the professor's mansion. If he asked why, I would tell him, and I know he would understand. To the Radiant Southern Sun, I was Queen Susan the Gentle, and Queen Susan of the Horn, born Queen Rosheen. Now I am Susan Anna Pevensie again. Only known for being logical."
Kayla: "My first day crying. I can guarantee it won't be my last day shedding tears. Mrs. Macready offered me a box of tissues, but I rejected them. I just want the tears to soak into my skin. I want to feel the heat of the saline pouring from my eyes. It will match the heat of my rage, so help me God. How much time has passed? Is my brother still alive? Will I ever go back to rescue my people? Was rescuing Narnia one step closer to rescuing Terebinthia? I guess the White Witch did need to be defeated first. One less enemy to deal with. But there are still as many enemies as there were before. My rage, my own worst enemy, is at the top of the list. I was Kayla, Lady Protector, Baroness of Dancing Lawn, Guardian of the Dancing Trees and the Dryads, and a queen in my own right. Queen Caoilfhionn of Terebinthia, and Empress of the Lasair. Just fifteen years of being a ship ride away from my country was enough. Now, I am Kayla Marie Bedwell again, daughter of the American ambassador to the United Kingdom. How long will I stay this way? I was the only one who was against hunting the White Stag."
Edmund: "Is this punishment for betraying my family? Have me enjoy life for fifteen years, just to take it away? I am sorry, Aslan. Now, I regret hunting the White Stag. What is happening to my people now that I'm gone? Is the lamppost still standing? What if someone from Narnia was to stumble through the wardrobe? What would happen then? How would we take care of them? If a faun stumbled through that wardrobe, how would we explain that? Oh, Aslan, please protect Narnia. Narnia is always in need of a Son of Adam and a daughter of Eve, no matter the capacity. As long as the capacity is a good one. Just because our ancestors King Frank and Queen Helen are from England, does that mean we had to come back? I am their descendant, Lunradmund. To the Great Western Wood, I am King Edmund the Just, Duke of Lantern Waste, Count of the Western March, and Knight of the Order of the Table. But I am just Edmund Skandar Pevensie again. I don't want to be this person again."
Lucy: "I was the one who discovered Narnia, second to the professor and his childhood friend. But I was also the one to remember what the lamppost was. Edmund was the duke of it, how come we didn't know what it was? We really should have listened to Kayla, and just stayed in the castle for the day. She was never skeptical; she just didn't understand what a deer that can grant wishes would do for us. Now, I can't blame her for that. Did she know what would happen? Did she remember what was beyond the lamppost? Why did we have to leave? Aslan forgive me for saying the words Spare Oom. All we have now is memory. We can write down our adventures, and draw everything we saw. What else can we do, except pray for the day we will all go back? How can we be pulled away from the world we were born in? My birth name is Eibhlilín. And to the Glistening Eastern Sea, I am Queen Lucy the Valiant. But here I am, a nine-year-old girl with the word knowledge of a twenty-four-year-old woman. I am Lucy Georgie Pevensie again. Aslan, please don't let me stay this way."