Very sad, but beautifully poignant

Beautiful, painful, and oh so truthful. Definitely one of the better things I've read in a while. It gives me hope that moving out and all that won't be totally terrifying, it'll be a little magical. Thanks!

So sad. I love it!

Down the sidewalk is another apartment and the door is flanked on either side by lion statuettes that come up to mid-thigh. It took me and my sister eight or nine months to pluck up the courage to walk between them and try to get there - afterwards we strong-armed our father into buying us pizza and spent $40 on candy and icecream.

That was three years ago and I still feel that monumental disappointment whenever I see those lions...

These are beautiful.

Oh. I'm so sad and yet hopeful right now... I yearn for magic, for Narnia, for some other world... but like you said, I suppose we'll have to make our own...

...still...

...do you think thirteen's too old, or is there still hope?

Ailavyn Siniyash

Yes! This was a perfect portrayal of how I felt! And it was stupid, but I was still so sad. Beautiful work.

I love how you've captured that little part all of us that wishes we could walk into a magical land. I like the message that believing is seeing, especially when I look around and hear 'Where's the proof?' and 'I'd have to see it with my own eyes.' I hope you don't mind that I'm sending this to my friends to read.

Wow, I'm about to go off to college myself and this is just profound stuff. I absolutely love this fic.

Thankies,

OSK

In all honesty, I didn't this as much of a tragedy as I'd thought it would be. The particularly bright ending has more of a "happy ending" feel to it than what you perhaps had intended. I like this fic, and I definitely hope that you'll continue to write.

Oh, and yes, there is a little Narnia for all of us on this Earth. :)

Nostalgia. :) Feelings that are still, very much there, if not as pronounced as they were before. And yes, you're right. It's up to us to make a Narnia out of Earth.

Thank you for some lovely comfort and a trip down memory lane whilst I recover from the flu. :]

~MusicalSoul

Your story gave me chills! Very good. I must admit, I have peeked into my closet on more than one occasion :). You explain the emotions very well. A-

We are too old and it's so sad... but at the same time, I wouldn't have it any other way, because the only way I have come to appreciate Narnia with such depth is through living my life and aging like I have. This story is very true to how I felt after I finished Narnia for the first time and really began to appreciate it. :)

This is really good.

I had a yearning when I was not so young as well

Your story is lovely and brings to mind my own failed attempts to enter into a world beyond our own. I know now that I will only ever be able to go there is through death. I've moved beyond the hope and settled into a kind numbness. I excel at blocking out uncomfortable truths and sombering disappointments. You are lucky to have a bit of Narnia in this world. Unfortunately I do not have the same joy. Most of my friends have forgotten about me, moved on, with the occasional after-thought spared for a quick hello. More often than not I am left alone with my thoughts or with endless words written by others to occupy the endless hours. I am but your age yet I feel old beyond knowing. Perhaps I am the white witch in this story and one day I will find myself living in an ice palace similar to hers with only the cold for comfort.