Chapter 3 Aslans Camp

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(On the slide is a picture of Rose, I chose to use Mackenzie Foy to be Rose.)

I had been walking now for a while, until it started to get dark. I hadn't walked this far, or long since I was young.

If Aslan hadn't healed me I would probably not had made it this far.
It was now really dark out side.

I saw a faint glow of a fire in the distance. So I went towards it. When I got closer I could hear people talking and what I thought sounded like blades being sharpening.

As I walked closer I could see people and what I thought looked like a camp. I saw people or they were kind of people. I saw half people half horses who I think are called centaurs, I saw other people who were half person and half goat I think they are called fauns or something.

I walked farther into the camp, and people started to stop what they were going a were just watching me.

As I walked, I came to this huge tent, and something told me that, this was Aslans tent. I waked up to a Centaur that was standing by Aslans tent.

"I am here to see Aslan." I said. "He nodded his head, of corse daughter of eve." He said. Aslan slowly came out of his tent, and everyone around me bowed down, so I did too. " rise, Rose daughter of eve, and Warrior of Narnia."

I stood up and tilted his head towards the tent. I nodded and followed him into his tent.

Once we got inside he sat down at a table and I sat down across from him.
" I see you made it here in one piece." He said. I nodded.

We just talked for a little while, him telling me the legends and the making of Narnia. It got late and he had a female centaur show me to my tent. When I went inside it was amazing.

It had a wardrobe full of clothes for me to wear, some dresses and some pants and shirts. There was also a place with lots of boots for me to wear.

There was a hammock with a blanket and some pillows for me to sleep. There was also a bathroom.

The whole tent had a color scheme or purples and blues and reds, my favorite colors.

I found a night gown for me to wear. I got dressed, turned out the light and lit a candle so I could have a tiny bit of light.

I am not scared of the dark, I just don't like it, the darkness reminds me of death and I guess you could say I am afraid to die.

I have been in so many dark rooms and places that they just make me feel lonely, and sad.

So I have to have some light even if it is a little bit . So I crawled into bed and pulled the blankets over me.

Surprisingly the bed was really comfy. I hadn't noticed how tired I was until right now.

But the time my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. Waiting for what tomorrow hold.

I KNOW THIS CHAPTER WASN'T THAT EXCITING BUT IT WILL GET MORE EXCITING. I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER. TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT IN THE COMMENTS. THANKS FOR READING!❤️
~Macy

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