mood: cheerful music: Dad playing Thrillville in the other room

This is based starting from the beginning of Prince Caspian, going off the assumption that fauns are immortal, and that Lucy and Tumnus were in a relationship before she and the other Pevensies vanished.

For the others, Narnia was like a dream, a magical place visited for a while, then left to return to the humdrum reality of England in the 1950s. But for Lucy, Narnia was the real place, and England only a humdrum interlude between going home. She’d lived in Narnia more than twice as long as she’d lived in England, it shaped her, informed her attitude, her actions. She lived and breathed Narnia; England was miserable and gray, and she was a *child* there. Peter, Edmund, and Susan were British schoolchildren dreaming of being kings and queens of Narnia; Lucy was a queen of Narnia having nightmares of being a small British schoolgirl.

IN THE RUKH

The Only Son lay down again and dreamed that he dreamed a dream.
The last ash dropped from the dying fire with the click of a falling spark,
And the Only Son woke up again and called across the dark:--
'Now, was I born of womankind and laid in a mother's breast?
For I have dreamed of a shaggy hide whereon I went to rest.
And was I born of womankind and laid on a father's arm?
For I have dreamed of long white teeth that guarded me from harm.
Oh, was I born of womankind and did I play alone?
For I have dreamed of playmates twain that bit me to the bone.
And did I break the barley bread and steep it in the tyre?
For I have dreamed of a youngling kid new riven from the byre.
An hour it lacks and an hour it lacks to the rising of the moon--
But I can see the black roof-beams as plain as it were noon!
'Tis a league and a league to the Lena Falls where the trooping sambhur go,
But I can hear the little fawn that bleats behind the doe!
'Tis a league and a league to the Lena Falls where the crop and the upland meet,
But I can smell the warm wet wind that whispers through the wheat!'

--The Only Son.