Truce was fragile – but everyone tired of the long war, accepted it. The bridge separated the sunny green of Aslan’s land from the frozen meadows of White Witch. Maugrim and his pack sniffed around in the white lands. But they were aware of the centaurs standing guard behind the trees on the other side. They never dared to step on that bridge.
Moles and Beavers had a different agenda though. They tunneled and burrowed, far below for those wolves to smell, and kept planting those greens, one day they will bloom to reclaim Narnia to its rightful occupants.
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Though this is the second story I wrote on this prompt – I choose to post it first ! This is for Friday Fictioneers– hosted by Rochelle !
For rest of this week’s stories follow the froggy link below:
Indeed.. and then they got the help out of the wardrobe.. nice way to capture a story.
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Exactly! 🙂 thanks for reading Björn !
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So lovely, there is always hope. Nicely written story.
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There is hope and that’s why we exist! Thanks Loré for your read and comment !
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Thats Moles and Beavers for you, always working away in the shadows. Lovely!
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Thanks Sandra 🙂
They are loyal workers of Aslan !
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🙂 good one.
hard working the two of them
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Thanks Bikram – good to you see after long !
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Delightful.
janet
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Thanks Janet! 🙂
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Dear Horus,
A parable about nature’s patience. i love it.
Aloha,
Doug
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Thanks Doug for your visit and the kind words 🙂
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Lovely story! A nice change from the horror and chilling stories. 😀
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Thanks Joy! Yeah – I do agree… and that was the reason why I posted this story first – though I wrote another one before this !
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Great, positive story, I loved it.
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Loved it! Great idea to make it a prequel for Narnia, awesome job!
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I needed a hopeful take for a respite this week. Thanks for the uplift.
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Yay! Narnia! 🙂
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Yes! Life is there, under the surface. Well told.
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yes one day it would end there will be peace thereafter
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You can never have too much Narnia. 🙂
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Lovely tale of Narnia. It does flow with hope.
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