The sand is getting caught in her skirts but she doesn’t care. Everyone who knows Lucy, who has ever spent more than five minutes with her knows that her skirts get messy and her dresses get muddy, and it never matters.
She doesn’t have a single regret.
At the end of the beach is an arcing rock, that goes well over the ocean. She ties her skirt up into her bodice, and starts climbing up. At the top they can look right into the crystalline water, and even in the dark the moon and starlight shine down and show right to the bottom.
Down there there are ripples of blue and green light. Lucy takes a pebble. “Here. When you throw a pebble, and give the ocean a bit of Narnia, the ocean will tell you a secret.”
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The sand is getting caught in her skirts but she doesn’t care. Everyone who knows Lucy, who has ever spent more than five minutes with her knows that her skirts get messy and her dresses get muddy, and it never matters.
She doesn’t have a single regret.
At the end of the beach is an arcing rock, that goes well over the ocean. She ties her skirt up into her bodice, and starts climbing up. At the top they can look right into the crystalline water, and even in the dark the moon and starlight shine down and show right to the bottom.
Down there there are ripples of blue and green light. Lucy takes a pebble. “Here. When you throw a pebble, and give the ocean a bit of Narnia, the ocean will tell you a secret.”