AN: Was bitten hard by a rabid, red-eyed plot bunny on these vignettes – hope it works. I will add scenes/chapters as inspiration strikes. I have gone with the books in having them be alone in the empty room after coming out of the wardrobe.


"Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed – in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet."
I Corinthians 15:51-52a, NIV

"… they were no longer Kings and Queens in their hunting array but just Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy in their old clothes. It was the same day and the same hour of the day on which they had all gone into the wardrobe to hide."
The Hunting of the White Stag, The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis

"I will carry a cross and a song where I don't belong, I don't belong…"
"Beautiful Letdown", Switchfoot

Aftershock

They did not say much to one another after tumbling out of Narnia. They were really much too stunned even to move and stayed sprawled where they had fallen for a very long time. Shaking fingers lightly touched faces, hair, clothing – wide eyes took in the empty room, the gaping wardrobe, each other – their appearance, their normality, their youth. The prospect of being caught by the Macready and her tour group, who stood talking in the passage outside, did not frighten them at all. When she finally left, they hardly noticed.

It was Peter who stirred first, who climbed to his feet awkwardly, overcompensating for weight and height, swaying unsteadily as he stood. "When did we forget?" he asked, and his voice broke, rasping and scratchy, as though it hadn't been used of late. No one responded, and he went to the window, shuffling slowly and uncertainly as one blind.

Susan suddenly exploded into movement so quickly that she stumbled, flung herself over the threshold of the wardrobe, straight through the swaying coats, and thumped against the back. The hollow wooden 'boom' was a death knell to their hearts, and Lucy began to weep, bent over her small knees. Edmund scooted over across the dusty, creaking floor and hugged her gently against him. Shadows were falling when they finally mustered up the courage to leave silence behind.