Susan squints down the railway tunnel, focusing, focusing, focusing on that golden Mane. She stares even after it's gone, after her last glimpse of Narnia has faded with the shrill call of a train.

Now, she stands in a bustling train station, her brothers and sister beside her, all filled with an immediate yearning to go back. Except Susan can't. Never again.

Lucy squeezes her hand, sympathetic pain etched across her face. But Lucy can go back. She can't understand.

So Susan forces a smile and turns away from castles and Talking Animals. She gets on the train. Doors close.