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I rememberI remember those last words the reveal, The final telling of who I was I remember staring at the floor Studying the creamy swirlsI remember
That ricocheted across its marble plain. I remember the look of horror, and revulsion on my mother’s Aryan face. I saw the tears in my father’s eyes When he realized he’d never walk me down the aisle. I remember how my brother, His copy of Mein Kampf (his own personal bible) looked at me
like I was some demon come out from the depths hell. I remember all the tears and screams. I remember begging th
by ~Govanna-Silverhand
After the Title Page Chapter 6Chapter Six “I don’t give a damn if you felt something was calling you or not, you shouldn’t have left camp!” Peter said hotly, trying desperately to hold his sister’s glare. “It was incredibly foolish. And don’t even get me started on the screaming. What were you thinking? Do you have any idea who or what could have heard you?” Lucy threw up her hands. “What did you want me to do, ignore my instincts? Not happening.” Peter opened his mouth to protest, but Lucy held up her finger. “Peter, just shut it.” She turned and walked away from him, into the fringes ofAfter the Title Page Chapter 6
by ~Govanna-Silverhand
After The Title Page Chapter 5Lucy shivered, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead as she quivered from the vicious onslaught of memories. Everything had come on too hard, too fast. And all the awful, beautiful, torturous and glorious things that she had ever experienced in this, her paradise, her Narnia, her home, had come rushing back to her in a burning viscous flood. It was a thousand deaths confined to a few moments, they had come upon her in a rush, but each had taken what seemed a lifetime to depart. She slumped against the stout trunk of the motherly looking beech. She threw her head back staring up into the dark, disconsolate heavens. SheAfter The Title Page Chapter 5
by ~Govanna-Silverhand
After the Title Page Chapter 4Chapter Four “I think we should go look for them.” Peter stated firmly.After the Title Page Chapter 4
“No Peter, if Eustace and Jill are gone it’s best to assume that it is all part of the plan.” Said Polly. “What plan?”
“Aslan’s plan perhaps?” Peter sighed in frustration and muttered under his breath. “Peter if you’re going to be rude at least be decent enough to let me hear you!” Polly snapped.
“I’m not being rude! I just don’t think there is any rhyme or reason to having Jill and Eustace disappear.” &
by ~Govanna-Silverhand
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