Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
When Aslan has helped, moonstone on his neck,
And Adam's flesh and Adam's bone,
Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
The evil time will be over and done.
For the last hundred years, Narnia has been put under a curse of eternal winter by Jadis, the White Witch. She forced her rule upon the creatures of Narnia and took the land for her own. She had forbidden Christmas, for it gave hope and joy to the Narnians and she being a terrible witch, would not allow that. Even if it had been this way for so long, the Narnians never gave up hope. Hope on the great prophecy that foretold of two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve and with Aslan's help, would defeat the White Witch and take their rightful place on the thrones of Cair Paravel. The Narnians were eager for the day the four saviours would defeat the wicked Queen Jadis. Although the time they would come was a mystery, the biggest question of all was why Cair Paravel held five thrones instead of only four...
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I do not own Narnia, or any of the characters, except for Lazarus.
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Lazarus • Peter Pevensie
FanfictionIn which a boy and a narnian start to fall in love despite the horrors of battle and loss.
