Changes Come Forth

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Susan was supposed to leave for the airport a day after the tea party with the British Council, but Peter and his golden personality somehow guilted her into staying a little bit longer. The tea party was in three days and she wasn't nearly ready to go home after that. So, she was glad that Peter wanted her to stay.

"Maybe we can visit Edmund and Lucy after all." She thought to herself as she was getting ready to head upstairs to bed after a long day of excitement. She and Peter had been having a wonderful time in the countryside, where they went to pick apples and horseback ride once again.

As Susan walked towards her room, she suddenly stopped. She turned to see the door of the room that held the wardrobe and somehow found herself walking towards it. Step by step, her steady pacing brought her to the door between her and the room. She slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door. The floor creaked as she entered the room.

She looked up and saw the wardrobe. It was just as beautiful as when she first saw it. The wood was carved perfectly, and the design was the most Narnian thing she would ever see in England. She continued walking, each step taking her closer to the wardrobe. She could feel this sensation going through her as she grabbed the handle. She was about to turn it when...

"Su?" Peter was surprised to see her there.

Susan jumped at the sound of his voice breaking all the silence. "Peter! What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." He said while slowly walking towards her. "Were you trying to travel into the wardrobe?"

"Maybe..." She sighed. "I don't know what I was thinking really. I just thought that maybe I could, I don't know, somehow travel back."

"Oh Su, you know that we can't do that. Aslan is the only one who can send us back and he told us that we weren't going back." Peter said while trying to hide the hurt in his voice.

Susan only nodded as both of them sat down together, leaning against the wardrobe when he continued. "As you said, we can't forget about Aslan."

"I know." Tears filled her eyes as she leaned against Peter's shoulder and they sat in silence. A little while later, She spoke up. "Maybe Lucy is our lucky charm. After all, we would have never found this room or Narnia as a matter of fact without her."

Peter smiled and nodded. "You might be onto something there, Susan. We probably should have trusted Lucy over Edmund when she first told us about the wardrobe."

"Yes. Maybe back then, but I would trust Edmund's word over anything now." She said and they both shared a fond laugh.

"Yes. He really has changed for the better. We all have." He smiled proudly.

They fell asleep leaning on that very wardrobe that night, sleeping peacefully with their heads rested against one another.

They fell asleep leaning on that very wardrobe that night, sleeping peacefully with their heads rested against one another

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The Treader crew's journey from Dragon Island was both mysterious as well as exciting. All of them had witnessed an actual live dragon which used to be a boy; a boy that was travelling via their ship. The dragon was actually helping them move faster. From all the stories that the crew had heard about dragons, they were expecting a man-eating creature and not a helper.

Eustace was particularly having a hard time. He wondered if he would ever become a boy again and if he would go back home. He felt deeper regret in his actions, in Narnia and England.

He regretted calling his parents by their names and for having been rude to his cousins. He wondered whether things would have been different if he had been different. He wished he could redo it all because he knew that his cousins were not as bad as he thought them to be. He realised that Lucy was the kindest person he knew and that Edmund, despite all the fun he made of Eustace, was actually a very fun person to be around.

Edmund and Lucy took turns to talk to Eustace and made sure that he did not feel alone, but that was also taken care of by none other than the Leader of the Talking Mice, Reepicheep. "You shouldn't worry, lad." He told Eustace one night. "You are a better dragon than you were a bratty boy."

Eustace looked at him and considered blowing fire at the mouse. But he knew that Reepicheep was right. Maybe he was better off being a dragon. Maybe he didn't deserve to be a human.

Later that night, Eustace took shelter on an abandoned island while the Treader continued sailing towards the East. He knew that he could catch up with them later. As he closed his eyes, he found his mind at rest for the first time in his life. He wasn't worrying about school or about what people thought of him. He was happy to just be alive.

Then, he felt a warmth coming over him. When he opened his eyes, he saw a huge lion coming towards him. There was no moon but there was moonlight from where the lion stood, who came nearer and nearer to him. Even though Eustace knew that he should fear the King of the Jungle, he didn't. He felt a sense of devotion and he could smell the drops of rain against a ground of soil, but there was no rain.

The lion dug his feet into the sandy soil and Eustace felt a sharp pain on his chest. He could feel his face getting less hot and the scales coming off of his body. The pain was unbearable but the feeling of the stuff peeling off gave him pleasure - sort of like removing a scab off a sore place.

 The pain was unbearable but the feeling of the stuff peeling off gave him pleasure - sort of like removing a scab off a sore place

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The lion once again dug his paw into the sand and Eustace was lifted off the ground. The pain was growing, but it was also lessening. His throat felt less sour and he was breathing again. The lion roared, a sound that Eustace would never forget in all his life. Then, Eustace opened his eyes. He hadn't realised that he had kept it close the entire time. "Believe in yourself." A deep soothing voice echoed in his ears.

When he woke up, he found himself inside a cabin. He looked at his hands in delight and touched his face. "What!" He exclaimed as he touched his hair and looked at his clothes. "Lucy! Edmund!" He shouted as he ran in search of his cousins, recognising the cabin on the Dawn Treader where he had once had taken shelter.

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