Author's Note: This is based off of Mark Shultz's Letters from War. As always, I do not own Chronicles of Narnia or Letters from War. Italics and underlined is the song lyrics, and italics is the letters.
She walked to the mailbox
On that bright summer's day
Found a letter from her son
In a war far away
Lucy was alone when the first letter came. She had gone down to fetch the mail, and tears pooled in her eyes when she saw that it was a letter from Edmund. He had signed up to fight before their last journey to Narnia, and she had arrived at the recruiting office too late. She saw him being handed a uniform, and rushed outside, unwilling to show her tears.
He spoke of the weather
And good friends that he'd made
Said I've been thinkin' bout dad
And the life that he had
That's why I'm here today
And the at the end he said
You are what I'm fighting for
It was the first of his
Letters from war
Everyone,
I have a few minutes to write to you. The weather here is fair, but I miss Finchley, and of course, all of you. I have made a few friends (Yes, Susan, I know you would ask that), in my unit, and I know what I'm fighting for: you all.
With love,
Ed
Lucy immediately began to write back, and couldn't stop the tears as she wrote.
She started writing you're good
And you're brave
What a father that
You'll be someday
Make it home
Make it safe
She wrote every night as she prayed
Ed,
I pray that you'll make it home someday. You're a good man. Be brave, brother. You will make a wonderful father someday. Just make it home, Ed, and be safe.
Lucy
Late in December
A day she'll not forget
Oh her tears stained the paper
With every word that she read
It said, I was up on a hill
I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out
And bombs were exploding
And that's when I saw him
He came back for me
And though he was captured
A man set me free
And that man was your son
He asked me to write to you
I told him I would
Oh I swore
It was the last of the letters from war
Then, in December, the Pevensie family received another letter, one that Peter read. The handwriting wasn't Edmund's which worried them, and Lucy burst into tears as her brother read, tears falling down his own face.
To the Pevensies,
I was in the trenches when we were suddenly attacked by German soldiers. I was wounded, and a man came back for me. He was captured, but before he was, he made me swear that I would send this letter to you. I promised him that I would, and his face showed that he was at peace as he was dragged away.
Logan Borison
And she prayed he was living
She kept on believing
And wrote every night just so say
You are good
And you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home
Make it safe
Still she kept writing each day
And then two years later
Autumn leaves all around
A car pulled in the driveway
And she fell to the ground
The Pevensies mourned the loss of their brother for two years, and during that time Susan found her faith again, and while they celebrated, it was muted, because Edmund wasn't there.
Then one day, when Lucy was working in the garden, she spied a car pulling up to the driveway. Her knees felt weak, and the young woman sank to the ground, a hand flying to her mouth.
And out stepped a Captain
Where her boy used to stand
He said mom I'm following orders
From all of your letters
And I've come home again
He ran into hold her
He dropped all his bags
On the floor
Holding all of her letters from war
Edmund stood in front of the car, and when he saw his sister, raced over to her, and pulled her into a hug, whispering, "I'm home, Lucy, it's all right now."
"We thought you were dead," she sobbed into his shoulder, and she felt his embrace tighten, before he murmured, "Nothing could stop me from returning to you all."
Susan and Peter walked out, and when they saw Edmund, they rushed over, and pulled him into a hug, Peter whispering, "When are you going to do as you're told, brother mine?"
When they pulled away, Lucy saw that in his hands was all of her letters, and she smiled for the first time in two years.
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home
That night, Lucy thanked Aslan for bringing the Just King home safely. They would comfort him when he had a nightmare, but for the moment, they were glad he was home.
Holding all of her letters from war
A/N: It's short, I know. But I really wanted to get this published.