Even without wind, Lucy could feel the color of her hair earn more, her chest puffing of joy, her heart pounding and a tightening in the stomach, not nervousness or anxiety, but of pure happiness.
It was no different for any of the Pevensies. Edmund did not hide the smile, he felt like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders and could not stop thinking that this time he did not come by himself, like the first time, becoming a traitor. No, now they had come all at once, everyone was equal.
Peter felt a profound relief. There they were someone, they had a purpose. Kings and Queens, who had greater responsibilities than solving math exercises.
Susan was more concerned, even though she was happy. Her mind is already programmed to the time that Aslan would say to all go away again.
Aslan.
Only the name has caused everyone a shiver and jumped of happiness, heading towards the waves of the blue sea, jumping over the white foam. The sand entering from the toes and the laughs were louder than the waves crashing on the beach.
They were at home, there was the place to which they belonged.
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Imagines of Narnia
FanfictionIt is known that for everything there is two sides of a story. Portray the thought of a character is not always the easiest part to do, but that's the intention of Imagines. They are short stories, each chapter a short story about the thought of a c...
