“Most of us, I suppose, have a secret country, but for most of us it is only an imaginary country. They were luckier than other people in that respect.” -- C.S. Lewis
The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardobe// The Twins discover Narnia
It was a cold, dreary day. Rainy, and certainly not much fun for a typically rambunctious ten year old. Her tiny fingers pressed up against the glass of the window that barred her from the outside world. Hazel eyes watched the drops of rain slide down the pane. Down, down, and down. It never seemed to end. The spiral of the rain was like the intricate dance she felt she was facing in her life. If she were to take one step wrong, everything would collapse.
The room was rather dark, and all too quiet. After the events of the previous day, it almost as if she couldn't see. Lissy hated it. Everything about this new place around her was resented. Her fingers slipped from the pane and curled into fists. Why was Mummy sending her away? It was unfair, wrong, and most of all the sheets were scratchy. It was such a trivial detail, but somehow it meant the world to her.
Even as the sun cleared, and a few more days passed, not one of her brothers and sisters cheered up. This didn't improve the child's mood and she felt herself sinking. How could not one hand of her siblings reach out to her? It didn't make sense. These were the deep questions she pondered as normality still surfaced of the quiet, new surroundings. Susan would tie bow's into her hair every morning, and ask if she was alright, the only soft response was "Fine, Su, thanks."
Someone was watching. Felicity underestimated the love, and eternal care that filled the heart of a twin. "We could play Hide and Seek!" Lucy piped up brightly one day, when the dismal rain had once again gotten the better of the usually jolly set. Even Lissy looked up at that. The book she'd taken from Susan's suitcase was inevitably boring, and she wished for her old copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales instead. But the Hide and Seek was the twin's favourite game. "Com'on, Peter, please!" Felic hopped off her her arm chair, and looked at him with big round eyes. He never could deny that face, and she knew it.
"One...two....three...." She felt a squeal come from her lips, and her small feet pattered down the hall. Oh my. The house was huge, and she had barely noticed it. Book shelves, and boxes offered brilliant places to store yourself away. Then she spotted it. A curtain, orange and long, flowed from a window in a nearly empty room. Felicity ran towards it, as quietly as possible, but felt herself shoved out of the way.
"I was here first!" Edmund exclaimed. Lissy shot him her nasty look - the one Mummy always got her in trouble for - and then scurried off.
