Prophecy [Edmund Pevensie]

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Disclaimer: this story has been rewritten and I've changed the whole plot line which I deeply apologise for
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Andrea Gold had lived in Narnia for thirty five years, she had appeared through a magic wardrobe that stood still in an empty room of an old professors house. She had been educated upon a prophecy that has yet to come true...a prophecy she was apart of. Above all that...time had paused so had her aging

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Andrea ran through the blossomed covered trees in search for Mr and Mrs Beaver, holding the bottom of her blue dress up incase she tripped "Mr Beaver!" She shouted frantically her blonde locks bouncing as she ran. She approached the beavers dam knocking on the door, Mrs Beaver opened the door gasping in surprise "Oh Andrea, how wonderful it is to see you" she greeted warmly

"Mrs beaver there's no time to talk! The white witch...she's done it! She's covering Narnia with snow. Winter is coming" she frantically explained walking past and into the beavers dam, Andreas green eyes showed fear as she looked down at Mrs Beaver "oh dear, I must find Mr beaver instantly" Mrs beaver panicked

"thanks for the warning dear, but get somewhere safe and warm. You are not dressed appropriately for the winter" Mrs beaver ushered the fearful Andrea out the dam "I'll return soon Mrs Beaver" Andrea promised running away, as snow began to fall and coat the floor sticking like a cushion. Her main goal was to find Aslan, the great king of Narnia and avoid Jadis the white witch...