10 August 2012
I'm looking through my wardrobe, I need something to wear, On an evening so warm and humid, I need some cold, fresh air.
I hop into the wardrobe, And in there I do find, A tree, covered in snow flakes, I thought I'd lost my mind.
My wardrobe is the weirdest thing, You will ever see, It expanded 10 metres, Imagination was the key.
I explored much further, Until I reached the back, I fell onto a pile of snow, I fell to the floor with a 'smack!'
I jumped back up onto my feet, And looked cautiously around, It was so quiet in this place, I couldn't hear a sound.
I grabbed a coat from my wardrobe, And wrapped it round me tight, Snow was all around me, In August, what a strange sight.
My adventure lasted many years, Much to long to tell, But I met a witch and centaur, A talking Lion as well!
I am now back at home, Here, no time has passed, Narnia was a wonderful place, The time went by so fast...
Narnia • Opuss № I