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A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Eleven (a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Fri, 05/25/2012 - 14:34

“Susan, there are some things I want to talk to you about,” I said to her, a few hours after the scare. “Let’s take a walk.”
“Alright.”
I laughed comfortingly, noticing that she looked at me with slight uneasiness; probably trying to decide how to prepare herself for some news that she had no inkling what it was going to be about. “Oh, don’t worry; it isn’t anything serious enough to change anything drastically!”
She sighed with relief.
As we walked together, we studied the trees and sky.

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Ten (a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Sun, 05/13/2012 - 21:06

A/N: I do not own any phrases or words that might have been taken from C.S. Lewis’ epic masterpiece and do not wish to.
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“Aslan?” I called out with puzzlement. “Aslan, where are you?”
There was no reply.
I sank down on my knees onto the lush green grass and thought to myself, What did I get myself into? So that was reason why I was brought into Narnia?! Since when did I become so special? I forced myself to think about other things. It’s so peaceful in Narnia.
“Not for long,” a voice in my head said.

A Glimpse of Heaven

Submitted by Wings of Eternity on Sat, 05/12/2012 - 01:55

Author's Note: Hello all! Sorry for such a long hiatus; my life has been crazy! I'm finally a monthly writer! YAY! Congrats to Homeschoolgirl and Kassady for becoming monthlies too! This poem is dedicated to you both for my waaaay too long break from writing and your constant support of me here on AP! God Bless! - Wings of Eternity

A whisper of a breath,
My eyes beheld the gaze,
Eternity unbroken,
Unceasing songs of praise.

Infinity in a glance,
Enraptured in the call,
Arms outstretched in welcome,
Wingbeats break my fall.

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Nine(a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Wed, 05/09/2012 - 21:57

(A/N) As I always say… “Every true “Narnian” will know and recognize C.S. Lewis’ words and phrases.”
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It seemed as if time had stopped. We couldn’t help but just stare and stare at the Stone Table—it felt like something was keeping us from removing our eyes away from it.

Perhaps because it’s the Stone where Aslan will die on?

“I feel like I can stare at the Stone Tables forever,” said Susan breathlessly. “All those strange symbols and foreign writings on it gives me such a curious and trilling sensation!”

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Seven (a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Sun, 04/15/2012 - 23:35

A/N: Every true "Narnian" will know which lines are adapted from C.S. Lewis’ book. I didn’t really re-read the book’s chapters I am covering today until after I wrote about them So, I just want to let you know that I wrote most of it from memory. (I imagined the hiding spot for the Beaver’s location.)

Delved

Submitted by Elizabeth on Sat, 04/14/2012 - 02:55

Beneath I breathe
Deeper I die
Delved I recede
Unearthed I obey

The earth! The earth!
Upturned, I am glad!
The depths! The depths!
Revealed, I glorify!

I yield to command
I surrender to spade
His is the healer's hand
His is this glade

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Six (a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Fri, 04/13/2012 - 22:53

A/N: The Prophecy is taken word by word from the book and you know when some phrases are taken from the book!
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“First things first,” the Beaver began. “Mr. Tumnus’ case is sorrowful and gloomy indeed. Without Aslan, there is no hope for him. It’s out of our hands now to help him,” said the Beaver, lowering his eyes as if he was ashamed.
I caught Edmund’s eye. He threw me a smug look. I was shocked! How could someone be so nasty?

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Five (a Narnian fanfiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Sun, 04/08/2012 - 00:13

Chapter Five

A/N: Words in italics that are spoken by the beaver are taken from the book.

Watching Peter make a clicking noise with his tongue and snapping his fingers at the beaver--treating the beaver as if he was a dumb animal was quite amusing.

But what exactly was the beaver’s reaction? For this beaver was no ordinary one and if you thought that this beaver was the same kind as the beavers in our world, you would have been shocked about what the beaver did.