Chapter 1: Dreams that open a door
A/N: Hey guys, I just stumbled upon one of my old childhood memories and had to start a new story. P.S. I'm currently writing a new EPIC ff, so if you have any ideas or requests, the request box is open!
TW: english isn't my first language, mention od death, subtle mention of mental breakdown/depression
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After the war was over, everything changed. You hadn't had contact with your old childhood friends Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy for a long time.
Your life was bumpy, and one day, you were struck by a shock when your parents died in a tragic train accident (get the reference???) and you were thrust into a dark time.
The days dragged on like chewing gum, and it seemed as if they would never pass. Your heart felt heavy, and you had to move in with your aunt. Life with strict rules and even stricter family members. One dark winter day, you remembered a story Lucy had told you about a land called Narnia. The thought of such a land made you drift into daydreams, dreams where you and your other friends would be reunited in Narnia, where you would experience many adventures, and where you would meet Aslan, the true King of Narnia. These dreams and hopes brought a small light into the dark tunnel of your own self.
Your family, on the other hand, disliked these childish dreams and demanded that you finally grow up; this pressure made you fall even deeper into daydreaming.
On a day when the sun shone high in the sky, you were determined to write a letter to your friends you hadn't seen in a long time. After a bit of research, you found out where Susan lived and sent the letter there. A few weeks later, you received an unexpected reply. Susan told you about the death of her siblings and that it would be best if you both faced reality and stopped chasing the past.
This letter left a huge wound in your heart and made you fall back into darkness until you got a new wardrobe.