No Need to Say GoodBye
Aslan raised his face. He knew it was time. And he needed to take action. < br /> - Your Majesty? - A sweet voice disturbed his thoughts. - Yes? - He turned around, to face her better. Zahra was looking at him, worried. , and he held his trumpet tightly. - My Lord, you have walked a long way, nor have you noticed that the stars have prepared dinner for you. Aslan sighed. Everyone in the heavenly garden looked at him, worried as much as his captain. guard, and best friend. - I need to talk to you. Aslan got up, and walked to a farther corner of the garden. Zahra followed him, not complaining. She knew he was worried about her. something, I just couldn't identify with what. -I can't take it anymore, Zahra.- Aslan confessed. -To take it?- she repeated uh, confused. -She's been worrying me for months, I know she's up to something. - He sat on the grass, looking at the horizon. - But sir, she wouldn't dare try anything, not now, after all! Zahra tried to reason with him. - She is stronger. She escaped the Shadowlands and took possession of one of my wards. - a tear of sadness rolled down the face of the Great Lion. -She's trying to return, the same way she did the first time. Zahra lowered her head. She knew how it had happened, and she still blamed herself. He couldn't allow it again. - What should I do then? - she said, somberly. - There is still a pure heart in the land of kings. I need you to bring it. - he sighed. Zahra turned, determined to follow her Lord's orders. - Zahra. - Aslan called, making her face him. - My Lord? - Do what you have to do. But keep her heart pure. - He blinked slowly - She will still have another mission, after it's all over. - Yes, Sir. And Zahra flew, knowing exactly where to go. Even if you don't like it.
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