Twenty-third Prompt: Magic

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Lucy slowly walked up to the wardrobe. Something about it made it seem...magical.
She opened the door and when she heard Peter counting, she climbed in, with a smile on her face.
He probably would need a while until he found her!

The deeper she walked into the wardrobe, the more confused she got.
Something about this wardrobe was off.
Maybe it was really magical!

Lucy reached with her hands for the end of the wardrobe, but instead of a wooden wall she felt something that felt like branches.

She turned around and looked into a snowed wood.

Magic!, she thought.

With wide opened eyes she walked around in the wood. It was beautiful there, almost magical.

Of course it was magical, it was a wood inside of a wardrobe!

The feeling she felt in the wardrobe got more intense and her heart beat fastened.

Her siblings and hide and seek she had almost forgotten.

Lucy saw a light between the branches and headed towards it.
When she came closer she saw a lamppost, in the middle of the wood, and the feeling grew even more intense.

She walked up to the lamppost and touched it. It was real!

But how could any of this be real?

Only the feeling could explain:
Magic.

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„Ow!“, she screamed and jumped up from the bench.
„Quiet, Lu!“, Susan said, looking around almost nervously.

„Something pinched me!“, Lucy said, just a little bit quieter.

Peter got up too and looked at Edmund.
„Stop hitting me!“

„I'm not touching you!“, Edmund defended himself.

Even Susan felt it too now and got up.

Lucy knew that something here was off.

The train came in, but it didn't seem to stop. The people around them didn't seem to notice.

The feeling got more intense.

„Quick!“, Susan said.
„Everyone hold hands!“

And Lucy recognised the feeling eventually, and she turned to her sister and said:„Feels like magic!“

Susan didn't answer.

That was the moment when Lucy knew, that she would come back to Narnia and she couldn't help but smile.

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„Once there was a boy called Eustace,
who read books with facts that were useless“, Edmund said and Lucy smiled.

The two boys proceeded to fight about something, but Lucy didn't pay attention.

She knew that something would happen.
The feeling was there.
That's why she kept her focus on the picture, and, what joy, something happened.

„Edmund, the painting, it...!“

It moved!

It moved!

The waves moved and the little ship swam on them!
And Lucy could feel the wind and smell the salt water.
And then she could feel it.

Eustace and Edmund noticed it finally too.

Lucy looked at her brother happily and he grinned back.

Back to Narnia, back to magic.

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Lucy boarded the train.

Hopefully everything went well.

She didn't felt well about this.

Jill cought her attention.
„Everything will be okay. Believe in Aslan“, she said and smiled.
Lucy closed her eyes and tried to remember the feeling, the feeling of magic, of Narnia and of Aslan.

„Thank you“, she said.
Jill smiled.

The feeling got more intensely the further the train drove.

Maybe they didn't even need the rings at all?

„It's too fast“, Digory mumbled next to her.

„What?“, she asked.

„The train, it should slow down“, Digory said a little louder.

Lucy frowned and looked outside.

The feeling got so hard, that she had to close her eyes for a second, and then she fell.
She didn't know where, she only knew that the feeling was getting more intense with every second.

A strange excitement came over her, this special excitement when she was about to see Aslan.

And maybe she would?

No, He said she couldn't come back.

But what if she did?

She opened her eyes.
The train was gone.
Everyone was here, except for Jill and Eustace.
„Where are we?“, Edmund asked and looked around.

„Narnia“, Lucy whispered.

„How?“, Peter asked. „It shouldn't be possible.“

Lucy smiled.
„Magic.“