𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆❟ 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮. [𝒆𝒅𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒙 𝒐𝒄]

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Young Gods

 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝟯𝟬𝟬❟ 𝗔𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁.

A silver tear and a golden hair were shed from the majestic lion, and once again Aslan began to sing, joined this time by the stars and nymphs.

From that tear and hair grew a flower, the night-blooming cereus.
So for two long years, the stars, the dryads and the Naiads, accompanied by Aslan sang until a young girl, no older than 13 sprung from the blooming flower.

The stars, who were her mothers named her Belladonna.
The nymphs, her sisters, named her Ophelia.
And Aslan who is her father blessed her with the name Mae.

Her father had then chatted with her for a while, he told her all about Narnia and her future.

He'd told her about how her conscious mind was tied to the tree of protection, for when she was created her conscious mind, which was destined to stay within her Narnian self, hadn't split into two but rather stayed as one.
And so both versions of herself had been fighting for her mind, until the silver apple tree, the tree of protection, gave her a piece of its essence, it gave her the strength to keep her conscious inside, however, when the tree of protection was inevitably destroyed she would be sent to earth, where her other self had been born.

The young girl was also told what her purpose would be, and from that day on, her glorious purpose would be a burden she'd carry on her shoulders.

Loving Belladonna with her golden grace...all eyes fell upon her the minute she was born.
Instructed to become glorious, should she fail to make her legacy impossible to best- Well, whomever would care for her then?

After all, is she not the golden child?