"𝜤'𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝒍𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝞸𝒍𝙙 𝙮𝞸𝙪 𝜤 𝙙𝞸𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝞸𝙪 𝙩𝞸 𝙥𝙧𝞸𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝜤 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝒍𝞸𝞸𝙠 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝒍𝙛 𝞜𝙚𝙬𝙩! 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝞸𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚?" "𝞑𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝒍𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝜤 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝞸𝙪, 𝙮𝞸𝙪 𝙖𝒍𝙢𝞸𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙙!" "𝞐𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝒍𝙖�...
"𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 �...
As an ordinary girl living in the quaint little district of Finchley, London, Mary Brown isn't someone you'd expect to go on adventures with kings and queens and talking animals from a magical world. She was as mundane as anyone could get: an only child, plain in appearance, and sarcastic and impulsive at times. Howev...
Edmund Pevensie didn't like girls. It wasn't that he thought they were disgusting, or had germs like the other boys thought, he just didn't think they were anymore special than anyone else. But then again, he didn't like people in general. And he only knew the girls from Finchley. Princess Catherine III didn't have t...
Edmund Pevensie was craving Narnia. He was craving the warmth, all of his friends and the ability to lead an army without being frowned upon for his age. He craved the attention, and to be someplace a million miles from his cousin Eustace, and of course, Edmund craved her. Princess Catherine was craving adventure. In...
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