It's Susan first who wakes with the tears of a life gone without trace; Lucy slips silently from her bed and pads across the room to her sister, wrapping her in an embrace so much smaller than she remembers, but still holding all the reassurance and affection she can manage.
Days later it is Edmund as well, though his tears are silent, his once-more small and awkward frame wracked with shudders, and Lucy pulls Susan with her to his room, wrapping her small arms around them both and wishing she could shield her siblings with her own heart even as she chokes on longing for their lost home.
Another night Peter's arms suddenly join Lucy's, and she lifts her head in startlement to find a sad smile on her eldest brother's face as he hugs her just as tightly - Lucy smiles too, though tears still paint her cheeks; they are still together, and they have learned time and again that as long as this is so, they can face anything.
Hope
Days later it is Edmund as well, though his tears are silent, his once-more small and awkward frame wracked with shudders, and Lucy pulls Susan with her to his room, wrapping her small arms around them both and wishing she could shield her siblings with her own heart even as she chokes on longing for their lost home.
Another night Peter's arms suddenly join Lucy's, and she lifts her head in startlement to find a sad smile on her eldest brother's face as he hugs her just as tightly - Lucy smiles too, though tears still paint her cheeks; they are still together, and they have learned time and again that as long as this is so, they can face anything.