Lucy and I are on horseback racing through the Narnian woods. "Not so fast, Lu!" I call her. She laughs as she rides through the trees. I'm not exactly sure what part of the forest we're in, but it does remind me of the time I went with her to visit Mr. Tumnus since Peter didn't want her to go alone. "Ahh"
"LUCY!" I call out to her, but suddenly my horse disappears and I'm standing in the middle of the woods calling for Lucy, but she doesn't answer. I look around for my horn, but I must have left it at Cair Paravel along with my bow and arrows. Strange, I always bring them with me when I go riding in the woods. "LUCY!" I yell while searching the forest. "LUCY!"
"It's over, sister!" Someone angrily says behind me. Lucy? I think to myself before turning to see some woman. She looks nothing like my little sister: her hair is much darker and she is a lot taller than Lucy ever was, not to mention her dress didn't look like something Lucy would ever wear. Actually, she looks more like someone else. I'm no longer in the woods of Narnia. Instead, I'm on a balcony of some castle, but it doesn't look like any castle I've ever been to. How did I get here?
"Your army has fallen; your treachery ends here. For victory belong to me." Victory? What does she mean? Was there a war? Where's Lucy?
"Yes, victory," responds a cold voice, the same voice I've been having since that ice fell on me in Narnia. Although this time it seems to be coming from me. At least I think it's me, we're the only two people standing here. "But not yours," suddenly the icy voice says more that sounds horrifying, and the woman in front of me turns to dust. Then I hear screaming all around me then there's nothing.
I open my eyes to the sound of the school bell. That was such a horrible dream, Lucy! I quickly get out of bed and run to the wardrobe to grab my uniform. The faster I get dressed the sooner I get to check on Lucy. I look at a small clock that reads 7:08 am; Lucy is probably in the dining hall for breakfast. Thankfully, it was Tuesday, the day we always have breakfast together, as that's how it's been for the last six weeks of this term.
After I put on my uniform and did my hair, I practically ran to the bathroom across the hall. On a normal day I wouldn't rush myself, but after that dream... hearing their screams, see that woman turn into dust. I close my eyes as I stand in front of one of the sinks. I'm still shaken by the dead silence that ended my dream and even worse it seems like I was the one who... No, I would never do anything that causes that much pain.
"Good morning Suzie," I hear Bonnie say next to me. She must have already been in here as I didn't see her in the room earlier. "Are you feeling alright?" she asks. I guess she can tell I am a little shaken up.
"Yes, I just didn't sleep very well last night, I had another nightmare," I say, sounding much calmer than I feel. I'm not going to tell her anything else. I can't bear to relive that horrible dream, besides the first part was about Narnia, and even thinking about Narnia makes me feel as though my heart has been smashed into a million pieces. "I have to go see my sister in the dining hall," I say before quickly washing my face.
"That's probably a good idea. Family is one of the only things to get us through these trying times. You're lucky to have her here." I smile at her words. Of course, she referred to the war and probably thinks my dream was about the air raids. She always tends to make everything about the war. "You'll find Nancy there as well, she got an early start this morning."
"Probably so she would have more time to read before class," I tell her, smiling Nancy has always been one to bury herself in books more than any other person I know. Not that it's a bad thing, we do love a lot of the same books. "I should go down there. Would you like to come?"
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Battle of Fear and Trust
FanfictionHow does Susan go from being a gentle Queen to a cold-hearted monster? Did it just happen overnight or did it take years of her listening to fears? A Susan story that starts from the middle of 'Prince Caspian' and goes to 'Last Battles'. A mixture o...