[ Simon may have been beside himself with the discovery of where the closets - wardrobes - now led. And he may have been popping in and out with increasing regularity, exploring the landscape as he can. And very studiously avoiding the Turkish Delight, thanks, because he has no desire to summon the person who might have left it. Granted, he's not yet found a faun either, so he's not sure that actually applies, but he's not taking his chances.
Still, it definitely seems like Narnia, even if its a fairly empty one. Or so he thinks until he pushes his way through the underbrush and gets a snowball to the face, which leaves him sputtering in protest. ]
21!
Still, it definitely seems like Narnia, even if its a fairly empty one. Or so he thinks until he pushes his way through the underbrush and gets a snowball to the face, which leaves him sputtering in protest. ]
OI!