Forbidden - Lashton

Narnia II - Luke

A/N: Has nothing to do with the actual plot. Just a writing exercise.

Sequel to "King Amor" Part II (Chapter 1)

The season is winter where all the leaves on trees are gone, the ground is surrounded by snow, and few animals are in hibernation. This time around sucks because I have a friend named Calum who pours water right on the porch, where I head out to the front, in a jokingly way and he watches as I slip to the ground, trying to regain my balance only to end up falling again on the slippery cold ice. I watch from afar as he laughs to my humiliation.

It's been four years since we came back to the real world where we turned out to be born in. We both, Calum and I, prefer the land of Narnia. When we first got there for the first time, everything was strange. Nothing around there was normal from what we're used too. After getting used to the atmosphere, we felt as if we belonged somewhere. We stayed there for half our lives until we fell into the depths of an ocean by accident then we were back to where we started, out in the ocean, near a beach. It was as if we traveled back in time, getting reversed in age but we didn't. Time goes around differently in both worlds. Being in Narnia made the real world stop; frozen, left untouched. There was not a single way on how to get back so we ended up giving up and going back to the normal lives that we used to live before Narnia.

We never forgot our times back in the other world, we clearly missed it. Calum had mentioned that one day we would be able to return and that's what kept us going, to move on but at the same time, not move on.

Calum raced me to the top of these wide looking steps where it ended and lets you fall to the bottom of a ball pit. Calum made it and turned around to wait for me. I didn't feel like running although Calum is taking most of it for appreciation, having to be in a young body again.

I finally made it by his side. I looked down over the edge to see thousands of different colored balls. I heard Calum laugh and I turned to him. "You know, I know what you're thinking. Cut yourself some slack. Let's just have fun. Ready?"

I sigh. Maybe Calum's right, I thought to myself.

I nod and gave myself a smile that also traveled onto his face. The month is January, on a day where Calum is born. Other people consider him to be eighteen years old when really he would be twenty-four. For me on the other hand, I hate to be living as a teen again where everyone treats you as if you were a child. Calum doesn't mind, he told me. Says it as if being young again is some kind of vacation. Being in Narnia is a vacation, besides the duties as kings and whatnot. I had someone waiting patiently for me back at the castle named Mustafar before Calum and I had found ourselves falling through a thin floor way that broke. Neither of us were expecting that.

I looked back over the edge and waited for Calum to count down from one to three. We both jumped in and as we did, it felt like we were sinking and sinking until we heard the rushing of water and our clothes being soaked. Water. There was water. From a river, I assume or a waterfall. I went up to the surface, gasping for air. I looked around at my surroundings but quickly looked away, forgetting Calum came with me. He was already on dry land, taking off his soaked sweatshirt. I swam over to him and got on my knees. My hair is dripping with water and some of it trails down my face, making me wipe it away. I regain my focus and notice I was on land, a grassy land, somewhere different from where we just were. I lifted my head to see Calum now sitting down on a rock, shaking his head to get rid off of his hair. I got up and took everything in. Waterfall, grassy land, leaves on the branches of the trees were swaying as the wind blew a cool gasp of air...

"Calum..." I say not taking my eyes off of what I was seeing. He hummed in response. "Do you realize where we are?" My eyes directed over to Calum. He didn't once look at me or his view of things and for that matter, he didn't look all that interested. "Yes, I know. Narnia."

"We're back! I--We--Calum, why aren't you excited?!" I would've at least expected him to be excited about our return. More than me, he's been dreading to come back since day one.

He rolled his eyes and picked at the grass. "You do realize time here and back in the other world, earth, work differently, right?"

"What do you mean?" Did I say he was dreading to come back since day one? I meant to say that since day one and a year had gone by, he'd given up. I never gave up, I always stayed up at night thinking about when I'd head back while Calum seemed to move on. It seemed like he has forgotten our times in reign and tells me to stop dreaming about fairy tales. I never listened to him, he grew up too fast.

"It's been three years since we left. It's been over a thousand Narnian years." He did tell me he would spend countless hours studying on earth years and Narnian years. I would say that it could be useful but now I wish he never learned about any of that stuff.

"...What? So that means--"

He must've read my mind because he soon answered with what I was gonna say, "Everyone we knew is gone? Yeah."