"Let go of me, Logan!" I protested as he continued to pull me along, his grip firm.
"Shut up! We're going home!" he snapped back, his voice betraying his annoyance.
I tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but his grip was too strong. I resigned myself to stumbling along behind him, my footsteps heavy with annoyance.
It was getting colder and darker as we made our way through the forest, the setting sun casting long shadows across the snowy landscape. I could feel myself shivering as the wind picked up, its fingers icy cold against my skin.
"We will help em in the morning" logan says before walking through the wardrobe
I gave Logan a frustrated glare, but I didn't protest any further. I knew that arguing with him would be futile.
"Fine," I muttered, following him through the wardrobe.
The familiar sensation of passing through the wardrobe washed over me, and I braced myself for the strange feeling of going from a world of snow and ice to the warm and cozy familiar surroundings of our own bedroom.
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I woke up the next morning feeling slightly annoyed at the events of yesterday. I had been all set to help those lost kids, but Logan had insisted on going back home for his "beauty sleep."
I groaned and reluctantly rolled out of bed, trying to shake off the residual irritation from yesterday. I knew Logan would never let me hear the end of it if I didn't get up.
When I finally stumbled downstairs and into the backyard, I found Logan horsing around with the neighbors' kids, Mayia and Holly. They were giggling and playing some kind of game, while Logan was his usual boisterous self.
As I watched them play, I couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. I had known Mayia before the war had changed everything, and it was strange to see her so carefree and happy now. But it warmed my heart to see her laughing and playing with Logan, even if they were both being loud and obnoxious together.
As if sensing my presence, Mayia looked up and spotted me. Immediately, a wide smile spread across her face, and she ran up to me, throwing her little arms around me in a tight hug.
I let Mayia lead me into the kitchen, her small hand holding tightly onto mine. The warm, familiar surroundings of the kitchen provided a sense of comfort, and I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me as I took in the sight of the familiar appliances and counters
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Effy took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to explain her journey to Narnia. Mayia looked at her expectantly, her eyes wide with curiosity.
"Narnia," Effy began, her voice soft and careful, "is a world that exists beyond our own. It's a place of magic and wonder, where talking animals and mythical creatures roam freely."
"Ef,ik you have to go" she said.Effy nodded, feeling a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving Mayia behind. "Yeah, I do," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of reluctance.
(Okay yk the song space between I feel like that them mal and evie)
"Go and take logan" mayia says
Effy nods in understanding. "Okay, I'll go and get Logan," she replies, standing up from her seat.
As Effy begins to walk towards the door, Mayia calls out to her. "Wait, Effy!" she says, her voice hesitant.
Effy turns back, looking at Mayia with a curious expression. "Yeah?" she asks, waiting to hear what Mayia has to say.
Mayia takes a deep breath, looking down at the ground for a moment before speaking. "Can I ask you something?" she asks, her voice soft.
Effy nods, sensing the seriousness in Mayia's tone. "Of course," she replies, taking a step closer to the girl.
Mayia looks up at Effy, her eyes filled with a mixture of worry and hope. "When you go back," she begins, her voice small and shaky, "will you ever come back?"
"Ofc after me and logan help em find edmund" effy say
Effy gives Mayia a reassuring smile. "Of course, I'll come back," she replies, her voice firm and determined. "I promise."
(Yall idk whos pov this is so were back to effys)
Effys pov:
As she stands there, looking into Mayia's eyes, i can see the doubt and worry in the younger girl's expression. She knows that Mayia is worried about her leaving, and the thought fills Effy with a pang of guilt.
As i hugs Mayia, she feels the young girl's small arms cling tightly around her. She holds onto Mayia for a moment before finally letting go.
"Hey, Logan," I call out, interrupting his game of tag with Holly.
Logan turns to face me, a smile on his face. "What's up?" he asks, panting slightly from the exertion of running around.
"I need to talk to you for a minute," I reply, my tone serious. Holly looks between us, watching the exchange with wide eyes.
Logan's smile fades slightly, sensing the seriousness in my tone. He glances at Holly, who quickly scurries off to play on her own.
(Poor holly 😭)
Once Holly is out of earshot, Logan turns back to me, his expression now serious as well. "What's going on?" he asks.
"Were going back to narnia to help them" I say
Logan's eyes widen in surprise. "We're going back to Narnia?" he repeats, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"Yes we told em we would help em!"
I shot at logan
Logan takes a moment to process this information, his expression turning thoughtful. "Okay, okay," he says, nodding slowly. "We said we would help them, so we'll help them."
Effy and Logan make their way towards the wardrobe, the air around them heavy with anticipation. As they approach the familiar piece of furniture, Logan looks at it with a hint of trepidation.
