I finally breath in air. And I gasped for more.
I literally thought I was about to die.
I'm still holding on to Peter's coat, not letting go.
This whole iced river, has turned into liquid. It send shivers.
That means the witch is losing her power.
Thinking about it, I remember Tumnus.
And it is time for the witch to have her big break. I tell you she will be defeated. Soon. Soon enough it could be tomorrow.
We finally end up in land. I stand up and my clothes heavied from the water it had absorbed. All of us were soaked in water.
But thankfully, Peter and Susan are safe,that's all that mattered. The heavy weight from my chest lightened.
But something heavied it again.
I squeeze my eyes shut not believing what I'm seeing.
Lucy's not here. Only her coat.
Peter held on to the coat and stared at it. He showed his worried look.
"What've you done?!" Susan exclaimed.
Peter did not reply and continued to stare at the coat, squeezing it.
I looked back at the river. Hopefully I might catch her there.
"Lucy!" I yelled, starting to tear up.
"Lucy!" I yelled once more.
"Hey! Bring back my coat!" I hear Lucy's voice from behind.
My eyes widened and I turned around to clarify it truly was her who replied.
It is.
I hug her and she hugs back.
"I don't think you'll be needing those coats anymore." Mrs. Beaver says happily.
I smile looking at the sun, shining brightly.
A sure sign of hope.
The good will rise and the white witch will be defeated. Soon. Soon.///////
I see flower petals blown by the wind as it quickly turned into a form a girl.
My heart stops for a moment, surprised.
The petals waved maybe indicating she wanted to say hello.
Me being frightened suddenly drifted off and I waved back.
"Julia!" Peter shouts my name.
I turn around leaving the flower- petal-girl behind. I bid goodbye as I quickly run to Peter and the others.
We continue walking silently, not saying a word.
All I hear is the sound of our own footsteps making sounds to the grass.
I see the sun and finally we reach our destination. I feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
Aslan is near.
I see creatures like Tumnus. All of them, armed with weapons and others making weapons.
They stare at us as we walked. One by one the followed us on the way to Aslan.
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Meant To Be( an Edmund Pevensie fanfiction)
De Todo(Edmund Pevensie love story) "If we're meant to be in the end, it will be" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You've joined the adventure with Polly and Digory in magician's nephew. Now Polly's daughter,Julia a beautiful 15 year old g...