The Chronicles of Narnia

The Chronicles of Narnia

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The Pevensie children get sent away because of war in England. Lucy the youngest of the four finds a magical land called Narnia. Her brothers and sister don't believe her at all till one day Edmund hits a ball that peter has thrown and it brakes one of the windows of the mansion. They hear the McCready coming so they run to find somewhere to hid Edmund leads them into the room of the wardrobe and they hid in there. After everyone yelling get off my foot and stuff Susan and peter fall into snow and tell there sister thy are sorry. They make there Journey through Narnia
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When the second War to End All Wars starts, Elise and her siblings are sent away to an old professor's mansion, where they find a wardrobe. Lucy, the youngest, claims to have found a magical land filled with all sorts of creatures inside of it. Elise wants to believe her, so she does, and when an unfortunate accident forces the Pevensie siblings to hide in the wardrobe, they find that Narnia is indeed real, but it's not as grand and beautiful as they thought. The fate of this other world lies in the hands of Elise and her siblings, but will they be able to pull through? She was the kind of person Who would find magic on the ground, As though the secret to real joy Was something left lying around. She'd pull it out of library books, Their pages ripped and worn, And swore that she could see it In the air before a storm. If you're wary of believing Know I'm no stranger to distrust, Back then all I found in library books Was the smell of moths and dust. And despite her every promise That each storm holds something gold, I would wait outside for hours And all I caught was colds. Until she told me through her laughter That believing is the key, You cannot change the way the world looks Until you change the way you see. -E.H. (Previously titled "The Crown in the Forest")

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