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Title: "Pride"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
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Susan knew having too much pride was sinful, but she couldn't help being proud. She knew she was special even after returning to the mundaneness of normal Earth, and not just because she'd been a chosen Queen of Narnia. She was special, because she was loved. She was a Daughter of Eve, and no one could take that or the Great Aslan's love from her. With that in mind, Susan was able to face everything else in her life with smiles. Like her sister, Lucy, Susan was even smiling when she finally died and went, forever more, to Aslan's country.

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Title: "Artwork in the Sky"
Author: Kat Lee
Rating: G
Summary:
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Lucy loved watching the clouds for hidden images. She could lay on her back and watch them for hours, forgetting all her Earthly cares. There was always such wonderful artwork in the sky. She crooned over cute kitties and frisky puppies. She imagined flying with the butterflies and watched the dragons and whales sail by with an open mouth. She laughed over the comical scenes, and her heart ached for Narnia whenever she spotted fauns, unicorns, and centaurs. Her absolute favorite, however, were the lions for they reminded her that He was still watching over her and always would be.

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Title: "Aslan's Breath"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
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She almost killed him as her swords strove right above his face. If he had not ducked in the moment, Peter knew he would be breathing his last then, but he had. What was more, was as he stared at her blades, his heart hammering and chest heaving for breath, he felt another breath. He felt Aslan's breath wash over his scared face, and in that moment, as the noble Lion touched him, Peter knew he would live and they would win. All would be right with Narnia, and both his worlds, again. He resumed battle, knowing victory was theirs.

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Title: "Away From Narnia"
Author: Kat Lee
Rating: G
Summary:
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Her world away from Narnia is often tumultuous, frequently driving Lucy to tears and near to the brink of falling away from the right path, but whenever she feels herself being pushed too far away or too great an anger burning inside of her, Lucy closes her eyes and shuts out everything else. She remembers Narnia, and for just a moment, can almost breathe its sweet scent and hear the animals talking and birds singing again. She feels Aslan's mane in her fingers as the Great Lion walks beside her. Her peace is instantly restored, and her world righted again.

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Title: "Carrying His Child"
Author: Kat Lee
Rating: G
Summary:
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She walks and talks with Him. She believes in Him and knows He won't let her fall. Yet, the driftwood washing up onto her shore still pierces her feet. Lucy's tired and ready to fall, but He won't let her, not yet. Her time is not up, nor is that of her family's. A better day will come. Pain stabs her. She starts to stumble but feels His mane brush up against her mortal legs as He carries her. His rumbling purr tells her all will be okay. She knows she must have faith but wishes she knew His plan.

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Title: "Her Best Present"
Author: Pirate Turner
Dedicated To: This is the 12th Christmas story of my 12 Days of Christmas 2012 series for my beloved and wonderful husband, Jack aka Drew, who's always such an inspiration, and also our sweet children! Thank you, my darling soul mate!! I love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rating: G
Summary:
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She listened to the other girls titter on about what they wanted for Christmas and their ideal Christmas. They wanted snow and the latest fashions. They wanted gold, silver, and -- she could never hear a conversation turn that way without shuddering -- furs. They wanted the very finest of everything, but what they most especially wanted was an escapade with a handsome Prince underneath mistletoe. Even her usually wise sister, Susan, now that she was older, had turned her imagination to what kind of man she might find underneath the mistletoe.

Lucy found it all really rather disgusting and pathetic. Christmas wasn't about gifts. It wasn't about who one might get to kiss underneath the mistletoe or romantic trysts of any sorts. Truthfully, though she enjoyed them, it wasn't even about snow or Santa or family get togethers. It was one day out of the year set aside more than any other to celebrate something that should be celebrated every day and to honor Some One whom a body should never stop honoring and doing all they could to please.

So it was that as the other girls talked nonstop about what they expected to get underneath the Christmas tree or who they longed to find beneath the mistletoe, Lucy, as usual in their companionship, kept her tongue. She listened, but she never spoke. What was there to say? To remind her sister yet again that she was so sadly misguided? That she was forgetting what every moment of their lives should truly be about?

She had debated the adventures of their youth many times with her older sister, but with each passing year, Susan seemed increasingly more determined to forget all they had learned in that special land to which Lucy herself never ceased in wanting to return. She could debate the matter with her sister again, but all she would win would be a disruption of the peace she had, at one time, so sorely sought.

There was nothing she could really win from arguing with Susan. Aslan Himself had told her this time would come and that it was right for it to happen, so she listened to the other girls titter on, shook her head, and kept her tongue and that Christmas Eve night, when her head finally hit her own pillow, she was rewarded for a Prince truly did wait for her. He didn't need mistletoe to come to her nor did Christmas have any real baring on Him or on when He appeared. He needed only for her to have an open heart, and Lucy was determined that, for him, her heart would always be open.

He came to her on quiet, cat paws. His size dwarfed her as it always had. She reached out and touched his fur, remembering again, with a shudder, how so many of the other girls wanted to wear animals' furs on their human bodies. It didn't matter to them that the animals would have to be slaughtered for their furs to be removed. His regal nose touched her temple, and for a night, all that was forgotten.

She forgot about the world she had to live in. She forgot about the horrors of that world and the evils the people did and wanted to have done in their names. She forgot, even, about Susan, the rest of their family, and their doubts. For a time that night, she remembered only Him and that she was again with Him.

He lowered before her, and she climbed happily unto his back. They ran together through the forests, over the hillsides and seasides, and across the very oceans. As they journeyed together, it felt as though He had wings for His feet barely touched the earth, and being with Him gave her heart wings to soar. There was snow, and if she'd been asked, she would be quite certain that they'd passed mistletoe amongst the woods. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was that she was with Him again; she was where she belonged.

As always, she wanted her time with him to last forever, but it couldn't -- at least, not quite yet. It was only when He stopped their journey that thoughts of the world she had left behind began to return to her. Lucy didn't want to go to what should be considered her home. She was home now because she was made whole by His presence and knew she would again feel sort of lost, and definitely misplaced, when she really did return home.

But return she must. She knew that before He bowed down again to let her climb off of His mighty back. She knew it before He looked at her with those eyes that were simultaneously the most beautiful and regal thing she'd ever seen and yet so full of sadness. She knew it before He kissed her temple and told her in His quiet, deep, and humbling voice, "You are never lost, My child." His mane fluttered against her cheek as He laid his head against her small breast, His ear pressing closely against her heart. "I am always with you."

"I know," she cried, throwing her arms around Him and hugging Him tightly, "but I don't want this to end!" Being with him was always the most magical moments of her life. This was her favorite thing about Christmas, far beyond any snow or mistletoe, far beyond Santa and whatever gifts mankind could give her. He had given her no gifts that could be seen, but yet had also given her the most treasured gifts she could ever receive. He had given her His love and eternal life. She knew she'd have forever with Him one day, but she wanted forever to begin now.

"It is not yet time, Lucy Pevensie, but I will return for you again."

"I know," she sobbed into His mane, holding him as closely as she could, "but I wish I didn't have to go back!"

"There is still much for you to accomplish, My Daughter. You are still needed."

"I need you."

He kissed her cheek. "And you shall have Me, little one, always. Merry Christmas, Lucy."

She blinked at Him through her tears. "Happy birthday, Aslan!" He opened His great mouth and roared. She felt all of his enormous and undying love and gratitude in that mighty roar as it blew over her, pushing all of her long, brown hair away from her face and completely surrounding her with his breath. She hung on tightly to Him, but when He kissed her forehead again, though she'd not moved physically, she knew where she would reopen her eyes again.

She felt Him leave her arms but knew He would remain forever in her heart. He would again for her, too. She might not even have to wait until Christmas again to be with Him once more. He would bring her to Him when the time was again right, and Lucy's one wish, as she slowly opened her eyes again in the mundane, mortal world that she had once called the land of Spare Oom, was that that would happen again soon.

It would be a merry Christmas, she thought, drying her eyes and feeling her heart warm at the knowledge that, even though He was not where she could see Him now, He was still with her. Another quiet roar whispered throughout the large house that served as her family's physical home, confirming her thoughts and reminding her that He would always be there. Lucy slipped from her bed and headed down for the Christmas tree.

She would start breakfast, and her family would tease her again about how she couldn't wait for Santa to deliver her presents and that was why she was always beat every one else awake on this holiday. Grinning, she hugged herself. One day, they'd remember the truth that she would never forget. She was blessed, she was loved, and she already had the best presents any one could ever give her because of Aslan and His undying love. He was her Christmas miracle, but not just her Christmas miracle. He was her miracle, and her best present, every day of every year forever. Amen!

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Title: "No Longer Afraid"
Author: Kat Lee
Rating: G/K
Summary:
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When she first came to Narnia, she was afraid of disappearing forever into the strange land and never seeing her family again. When she met Mister Tumnus, Lucy's fears changed. No longer afraid for herself, she was afraid for him and that she might not be strong or good enough. Now, as she goes into battle again and again, Queen Lucy has no more fears for she knows Aslan is with her and will protect His people always. He is with them, and even if they die this day, eternity is a far better place for it is His country.

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