[three: lamppost]

The Pevensie Children sat in their room in almost complete and utter silence. They had barely been here a night and it was clear that the family were feeling very awkward in their new surroundings, having missing their mother and father dearly and the comfort of their own home. Edmund seemed to miss it most of all, the picture of his father in a craxked and broken frame on his new bedside table. He hated new begginings and he hated change. He hated how Peter acted so much older than he was. He hated how Susan acted like amother to them all when she was merely a few years older. He especially hated how he was treated like a child when in reality he saw himself as very sophisticated for his age and not a child like Lucy.

"German aircraft carried out a number of attacks on GreatBritain last night. The raids, which lasted for several hours... " The radio-host said before Susan walked over and swiftly turned it off, the room suddenly becoming very silent.

"The sheets feel scratchy." Lucy said and Susan walked over and sat on Lucy's bed and put her arm around her dainty shoulder.

"Wars don't last forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon." Susan said and Edmund almost scoffed as he laid back on his bed.

"Yeah, if home's still there." Edmund said and he saw Lucy visibly frown and he felt a small ounce of regret but shrugged it off.

"Isn't time you were in bed?" Susan retorted and Edmund sent her a glare before retaliating.

"Yes, MUM!"

"Ed!" Peter warned him and Edmund scoffed before burying himself under the covers, taking one last look at the photo of his father before trying to drown out his siblings words. Peter turned to Lucy and placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze

"You saw outside. This place is huge. We can do whatever we want here. Tomorrow's going to be great. Really. " Peter promised before turning off the light so all the Pevensie's could try to sleep.

As the sun dawned the sky the next morning, the Pevensie children were almost distraught to see the large mass of rain pouring outside - therefore limiting them to activities for the day. They current sat  in the drawing room with Peter and Susan doing a rather boring quiz about different words in different languages whereas Lucy sat looking out the window as Edmund read a book quietly.

"Gastrovascular. Come on, Peter. Gastrovascular." Susan said and Peter visibly rolled his eyes as his face went to one of confusion.

"Is it Latin?" Peter guessed, raher bored out of his mind and Susan nodded with a smile on her face.

"Yes."

"Is it Latin for 'worst game ever invented'?" Edmund retorted as he sat down in an armchair causing the older Pevensie's to look at him. Suddenly Susan slammed the dictionary shut.

"We could play hide-and-seek!" Lucy said, a childish but hopeful smile on her face as she looekd towards her siblings.

"But we're already having so much fun." Peter teased and Susan sent him a teasing glare and the oldest Pevensie laughed until he felt a tug on his arm.

"Come on Peter, please! Pretty please?" Lucy pleaded and a smile found its way onto Peter's face as he closed his eyes.

"One, two, three, four...."

"What?!" Edmund asked only to be ignored by Peter who was still counting loudly.

"....five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven..."

the three Pevensie's instantly ran to hide, hoping that Peter wouldn't find them first. Lucy goes to hide behind an old curtain in the hallway but Edmund runs up and pushes her out of the way to hide  from Peter behind it.

"I was here first!" Edmund sneered and Lucy scoffs as she runs to a door at the end of the hall and quickly closes it behind her. She notices a fly on the window sill and she walks up to the wardrobe and pulls off the ghostly white sheet that seems to be covering it.

" ...75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92..." She heard Peter count and Lucy quickly hides in the wardrobe, leaving the door open of course.

As she continuously walked backwards into the wardrobe she suddenly felt it getting colder and colder as she shivered slightly before slipping onto the floor, landing in a cold and wet substance. Lucy looked up and almost gasped. She finds herself in a snowy wood. She looked around, amazed at what she sees, and she was completely in awe of it all. She quickly checks to make sure she can get back out through the wardrobe, which she finds to be a success. A few minutes later, she walks up to a lamppost, burning in the middle of the woods and oddly out of place. She hears harsh hoof beats and Lucy looks around warily until a creature steps out from among the trees.

Lucy screams at the sign of him and the creature also screams, dropping the parcels he was holding which fell into the soft white snow. The creature looks out from behind a tree and Lucy looks from behind the lamppost.Keeping calm, she then comes out from behind the lamppost to pick up his parcels out of pure politeness.

The creature slowly approaches Lucy, watching as she picked up his parcels and stammered at the sight of her.

"Uh, CH... ch.. child-" The creature stutters and Lucy only smiles at him.

"Were you hiding from me?" Lucy asked, genuinely confused as to why a creature so much bigger than her may be afraid of such a simple, ordinary girl.

"No. Uh, well." The strange creature stammers. "I  just... I... No. No. I-I-I just... I was just, um... I didn't want to scare you."

"If you don't mind my asking...what are you?" Lucy asked warily, hoping not to offend the creature in front of her.

"Well, I'm a..." The creature sighs. "Well, I'm a faun. And what about you? You must be some kind of...beardless dwarf?"

"I'm not a dwarf." Lucy laughs. "I'm a girl! And, actually, I'm tallest in my class"

"Do you mean to say that you're a Daughter of Eve?" The faun asks and Lucy looked at him confused and slightly turned her head to the side.

"Well, my mum's name is Helen..."

"Yes, but you are in fact human?" The faun interrupted her and Lucy looked at him confused.

"Yes, of course."

"What are you doing here?" The faun asked, a look of uncertainty clear in his eyes.

"Well, I was hiding in the wardrobe in the spare room, and..."

"Spare Oom? Is that in Narnia?" It was the faun's turn to be confused but Lucy also had a look of confusion on her faint features as she stared up at the faun.

"Narnia? What's that?"

"Well, dear girl, you're in it! Everything from the lamppost, all the way to Castle Cair Paravel on the Eastern Ocean, every stick and stone you see, every icicle...is Narnia," The faun explained and Lucy just looked Lost in what he siad.

"This is an awfully big wardrobe." Lucy said and the faun scoffed and her words

"War Drobe? I'm sorry. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tumnus" The faun known now as Tumnus introduced himself.

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Tumnus! I'm Lucy Pevensie." Lucy extended her hand to Tumnus who just looked at her hand blankly "... Oh, you shake it."

"Uh...why?"

"I... I don't know. People do it when they meet each other." Lucy explained and Tumnus shrugged and shook her hand from left to right.

"Well, then, Lucy Pevensie from the shining city of War Drobe in the wonderous land of Spare Oom, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?" The faun asked and Lucy smiled up at him, delighted from hearing the offer.

"Well, thank you very much, but I... I probably should be getting back." Lucy said, wary about her brothers and sister looking for her.

"Yes, but it's just around the corner! And there'll be a glorious fire with toast and cakes! And-and, perhaps, we'll even break into the sardines." Tumnus prompted her and Lucy still deliberated her options, unsure of what to do.

"I don't know..."

"Come on. It's not every day that I get to make a new friend." Tumnus prompted, hoping that he had the final say on the matter and that Lucy would follow him home.

"Well, I suppose I could come for a little while. If you have sardines." Lucy gave in and the faun smiled at her and she immediately smiled back.

"By the bucketload." They decide to walk arm-in-arm back to Tumnus' home.

"Not much further..wait until you see it. You all right?" The faun asked Lucy.

" Mm-hm." Lucy stops when she sees the door of his small house, again in awe of Narnia.

"Well, here we are. Come Along. "  The faun said as he and Lucy walked through the door and he looked around outside before closing the door.

And he locked it