Susan quickly took charge, and started walking toward the door. "Come on everyone. Follow me to the sitting room, there will be enough space for everyone!" she said, smiling. "All your questions will be answered, like Aslan said. Or, at least, as much as Aslan feels like answsering." Susan said this, looking particularly at the boy that introduced himself as Harry Potter. Leading everyone through the exit, she nodded to the guards, who bowed to King Edmund, Queen Lucy, and herself. Opening up a heavy door, and walking into another room, she paused. "We're here, come. Sit!"
Basir quickly stopped pacing and trotted up to the center of the moving group. "That's right, follow the queen," he said, surprising a few newcomers. He shaked his head, getting ready to run if he needed to.
__________________ “Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask?
Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked?
Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this?
Or are you not terrified by it?"
~Soren Kierkegaard
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