Oh my gosh I love this, all four (or all Four, I should aay) of them. Lucy, inspiring or exasperating, holding her faith like a lonely lighthouse beacon. Edmund keeping his doubt and his faith in his heart. Peter recognizing his own failings and standing strong when it matters most. And Susan, my dear Susan, holding it so close, too close, to keep from being hurt — what a brilliant interpretation. And the closing constellation metaphor is beautiful.