The Chronicles of Narnia: The Four Siblings' Journey

The Four Siblings and the Magical World of Narnia

A Journey Through a Magical Land of Courage, Friendship, and Destiny

In the heart of war-ravaged England during the Second World War, four siblings—Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy Pevensie—were sent away from their home in London to live with an old professor in the countryside. Their parents had hoped the safety and peace of the countryside would protect them from the terrifying air raids. The professor’s mansion, an ancient estate surrounded by woods and mystery, was a place that seemed forgotten by time. Its vast halls, echoing staircases, and rooms filled with old books and antique furniture stirred both curiosity and imagination.

The children, trying to entertain themselves, spent their days playing hide-and-seek, exploring forbidden rooms, and whispering stories about ghosts that might live in the attic. One rainy afternoon, during a game, Lucy stumbled into a long, cold room filled with dusty coats and cobwebs. At the back of the room stood a large, imposing wardrobe, carved from dark wood with patterns of lions and trees.

Curious, Lucy stepped inside. She pushed through fur coats until something unexpected happened—she felt snow underfoot. Startled, she moved forward and found herself standing in a snowy forest. A lamppost burned beside her, and snowflakes danced through the air like feathers. She had entered a magical world—Narnia.

There she met a kind faun named Mr. Tumnus, who invited her to his home and offered her tea. He told her of the evil White Witch, who had cursed Narnia to suffer eternal winter—always winter, never Christmas. Tumnus had been ordered to report any humans, but he couldn’t bring himself to betray Lucy. Instead, he warned her of the danger and helped her return home.

When Lucy came back, only a few minutes had passed, though she felt she had spent hours in the other world. She told her siblings, but they didn’t believe her. Even when she insisted again and again, they thought she was making it up—except for Edmund, who secretly followed her into the wardrobe.

But Edmund didn’t meet Mr. Tumnus. He met the White Witch herself. She was tall, icy, and terrifyingly beautiful. She fed him enchanted Turkish Delight that made him crave more. She promised to make him prince if he brought his siblings to her. Blinded by greed and jealousy of Peter, Edmund agreed.

Later, all four children entered the wardrobe together, discovering the snowy land of Narnia for themselves. Lucy led them to Mr. Tumnus’s home—but it had been ransacked. Tumnus had been captured for helping Lucy. They soon met Mr. and Mrs. Beaver, who brought them to their cozy dam and told them the truth.

They spoke of an ancient prophecy: “When two Sons of Adam and two Daughters of Eve sit upon the four thrones at Cair Paravel, the White Witch’s reign will end.” The Beavers also told them of Aslan, the true King of Narnia, a powerful lion who had returned to defeat the Witch and fulfill the prophecy.

That night, Edmund slipped away to join the Witch, dreaming of glory. But instead of rewarding him, she imprisoned him, calling him a traitor. She planned to use him as bait to trap the others.

Peter, Susan, and Lucy journeyed through forests and rivers, finally arriving at the Stone Table, where Aslan had set up camp. The moment they met Aslan, everything changed. He was massive, majestic, and fierce—but his voice was warm and gentle. Aslan promised to help rescue Edmund.

With Aslan’s help, Edmund was freed, and the siblings reunited. But the White Witch came to Aslan’s camp, demanding Edmund’s life, claiming the Deep Magic gave her the right to kill traitors. Aslan took her aside and made a mysterious deal.

That night, Aslan walked alone to the Stone Table. The Witch’s army bound him, shaved his mane, and mocked him before killing him with a stone dagger. Lucy and Susan, hidden nearby, wept as they watched. But at dawn, the Stone Table cracked—and Aslan returned to life.

He explained there was Deeper Magic—if an innocent volunteered to die in place of a traitor, death itself would reverse.

Aslan led the girls to the Witch’s castle. With a mighty roar, he broke her spell over the statues she had turned to stone. Giants, griffins, unicorns, and centaurs came back to life, joining Aslan’s army.

Meanwhile, Peter led the Narnians into battle at the Great Field of Beruna. Edmund, now brave and loyal, shattered the Witch’s wand during combat but was wounded. Just when all seemed lost, Aslan arrived. In a blinding flash of gold and thunder, he leapt upon the Witch and destroyed her, ending her reign forever.

Narnia was free.

Soon after, in a grand ceremony at Cair Paravel, Aslan crowned the siblings kings and queens. Peter the Magnificent, Susan the Gentle, Edmund the Just, and Lucy the Valiant. Under their rule, Narnia entered a golden age. Trees spoke again. The rivers flowed with song. Centaurs, dwarfs, and animals danced during festivals.

The siblings grew into adults. Peter became a skilled warrior and wise leader. Susan used diplomacy and charm to unite kingdoms. Edmund’s judgment was fair and honest, never forgetting his past mistake. Lucy was beloved across the land for her kindness and healing.

They ruled for many peaceful years, fighting off dark forces that tried to rise again, building schools and cities, healing the wounds left by the Witch’s tyranny.

One day, while chasing the legendary White Stag, the siblings stumbled through a thicket—and suddenly found themselves tumbling back through the wardrobe.

They were children again.

Back in the professor’s house. No time had passed. Their clothes were the same. Their bodies were young—but their hearts had aged. They shared their story with the professor, who didn’t laugh. Instead, he nodded and whispered, “Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen.”

Though they returned to ordinary life, they were never ordinary again.

Lucy often wandered near the wardrobe, hoping it would open once more. Edmund, humbled and wiser, became the protector of his younger siblings. Peter’s eyes always scanned the horizon, imagining battles and kingdoms. Susan smiled gently at memories of songs sung by fauns and dryads under moonlight.

Years passed. The door to Narnia remained closed.

But they never forgot. They never could.

Because once you walk with Aslan, once you fight for something greater than yourself, the world never looks the same. They carried Narnia in their hearts—in every act of kindness, every brave decision, every moment of truth.

And they knew, deep inside, that one day—they would return.

Because in Narnia, the story never truly ends.