A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chap. 14 (a Narnian fan fiction)
At that moment when the Stone Tables cracked, something strange happened to me. It seemed like at that moment, my brain became empty. Not the dumb kind of emptiness, but the memory kind of emptiness you would sometimes encounter. I forgot almost everything that had occurred in the past—our world, how I came here, my family, but most importantly, I forgot what Aslan had told me—I forgot the very reason why I was brought into Narnia!