More Than It Seems

Chapter 11

I woke up in this beautiful forest, tall green leaves and chocolate brown trunks. You couldn't see the sky, yet a beautiful yellow-orange light glowed through the trees. Water was running, and the air felt fresh and cool. I looked down to see I was wearing a completely different dress, glowing in white with silver trimmings. There were multiple puddles around the area, some larger than others. Walking up to the nearest one, I stared down at my reflection. I looked different, reborn almost as I saw myself in a new light. A figure had joined the reflection of the puddle, and I gasped. Swinging my head to see a lion smiling at me.

     "Where are we?" I asked.

​      "This is a part of my country, here there is peace. But our journey doesn't start here yet. We must go back." Aslan answered. I turned to Aslan with confusion.

     "Back? But it's so beautiful here." I finished while admiring the area.

​      "You will return to this place, child. When it is time. But now we are needed back in Narnia, so we must return. Anyone who dies on the Stone Table containing the true act of sacrifice, and the table will crack. You and I, we have done as such."

     "What is the true meaning of sacrifice?" I asked.

     He answered, "True sacrifice is an inner attitude of mind and heart based on real understanding of the unity and harmony of the one divine life and law. It is the giving of oneself in loving service to all, on any and all planes, without any selfish motive. Now, enjoy the view while you still can. It'll be a while till you see it once again."

     I sighed and turned back to Aslan, "I remember it all." I told him.

"My short time when I was Willow. I even saw life before my existence."

     "You were right." I continued while looking at Aslan, he looked at me, "I'm the one that will bring Narnia to peace, we just need to kill The Witch, and Narnia will start to heal." I finished.

     "It already has." Aslan told me with a kind smile. I smiled back and we looked back to the forest.

     Aslan places a paw into the puddle, and breathes into the ripples that he caused. Soon, the forest starts to fade, and a bright light starts to grow, it doesn't harm my eyes, yet it widens them, like my soul is returning to my body.

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My consciousness came back, and I noticed that I was standing a few feet from where Aslan and I had died. Under a rock arch, I noticed the lion himself standing next to me, and I looked at the table now cracked in two. There, Lucy and Susan looked at us in amazement.

     "Aslan! Elizabeth!" they both say running up to us.

​     "You're the lost princess from the prophecy?" Lucy asked with a huge smile on her face. I laughed, "Indeed, but don't worry, I'm still Elizabeth." I said while placing my right hand over my heart. They all smiled

​      "We thought you were dead! The Witch-" Susan began to question us but Aslan has stopped her.

     "If the Witch knew the true meaning of sacrifice, she might have interpreted the Deep Magic differently. When a willing victim who committed no treachery is killed in a traitor's stead, the Stone Table will crack, and even death itself will turn backwards."

​      "We sent the news that you two were dead. Peter and Edmund would have gone to war." Susan told us.

     "We have to help them." Lucy declared, pulling out her dagger. Aslan chuckled and placed his paw on Lucy's dagger pushing it down.