༄ 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑃𝐻𝑂𝐸𝑁𝐼𝑋 𝐴𝑅𝐶𝐻𝐸𝑅（𝐿𝑊𝑊）༄

Chapter 1- Ana and Mr. Tumnus

"It's so cold," I mumbled to myself. "Oh that Witch! How long has she kept us in this dreadful winter?"

I had been walking through the forest on my way to see my friend Mr. Tumnus. I hardly ever left my home anymore as I could hardly stand the cold. If I was a phoenix I definitely couldn't; they weren't supposed to. But I was a human now and it didn't make the cold any better, no matter how many layers I of the phoenixes had been killed by the Witch or her curse. Only a few remained now and I planned on keeping my identity about it a secret.

I pulled my cloak tighter around my shoulders, hoping Mr. Tumnus' house would be warm. I would stay there for awhile before returning would probably be about the last time I visited. I just couldn't keep up the risk and it was always dangerous for Tumnus.

When I arrived at his house and knocked on the door, there was no answer. So I knocked again.
"Mr. Tumnus. It's me, Ana. Please open the door," I begged quietly, at the door.

It opened slightly and Mr. Tumnus appeared from behind the door. "Ana? Goodness child, you must be cold. Please come in," he said and opened the door wider so I could walk inside. Immediately, I was hit with the warmth of his house.
"Thank you Mr. Tumnus. I only make the journey to your house once every couple of months anymore. It's getting colder and I can hardly stand it anymore."
"Well I'm glad you do. I enjoy your company while you're with me for a couple months."

I smiled and found a seat by the fireplace for warmth. "Your house is quite cozy."
"Please, enjoy yourself. I have to run an errand. I should be back by two days from now at the latest. Tomorrow at the earliest. "
"Okay. I shall look after your home until you return."
He laughed, "I knew I could count on you."

Then he put on his scarf, grabbed his umbrella and some packages before walking out the door. I heard it 'click' and knew he locked it. I would be safe as long as I stayed inside. Mr. Tumnus was always trying to protect me. He was one of the few Narnians that knew my secret now. I think the only one, besides Aslan, who was still alive who knew.

Aslan.

It had been such a long time since anyone had seen him. Nearly a hundred years. That's how long the winter had lasted and we had yet to see Aslan since the summer before it began. Narnia had fallen silent and there was a strange magic in the air, the Witch's magic.

"I'm like 115 years old," I said aloud, to myself. "Wow. I'll never forget the day he told me. I remember it like it was yesterday."

~3rd Person point of view~

Ana flew in the sky, doing loops and twists. "Oh, Aslan. This is so thrilling!" she said through laughs, acting very much like the child she was.
"Now, dear one, listen closely. There's more to being a phoenix than flying," he replied.
She landed. "That was thrilling. I love flying!"
Aslan chuckled. "Your excitement is amusing."
"Amusing?"
"Yes," he smiled gently and then without explaining, he continued in a more serious tone. "Since you're a phoenix and a human you'll never be over the age of 15."
"What? Why?"
"When you're a phoenix, you're renewed as a human. When you dissolve into ash you return to your human form ready to transform once again," he told her.
"But, Aslan," she said with worry in her voice, "does that mean I can never die?" She didn't want to be immortal, didn't want to live till the end of time.
"No. You can die just like anyone else. Being killed in battle or being poisoned. You just won't die of old age."
"Oh.... That's better. I guess?"
Aslan chuckled and the two spent the rest of the day together.

~Ana's point of view~

"He never told me that being able to stay young would mean watching everyone I knew die. But I supposed I should've expected that," I sighed and removed my cloak. It had gotten too warm for me to keep it on anymore.

There was chattering outside of Mr. Tumnus's house and I panicked. The one thing I knew was that I couldn't be found here. Finding a human in Narnia would result in being turned over to the Witch. The result would probably be death, but no humans entered to test that theory. I didn't want to find out either. Quickly, I grabbed my cloak and looked around his house. There had to be someplace I could hide where I couldn't be found. Finally, I spotted a place and headed towards it. I stayed there, waiting to see if they would try to enter, hoping they didn't.