the little boy speaks up.

by e

and he tugged the flowing robes of the master craftsman…

and the little boy muster all the courage he had and spoke up..
“hello… do you see me? i’m here…”

but the craftman is still, he does not stir… and so the little boy walks away dejected, dragging along with him a stuffed bear…

“it’s boring in this stuffy old house, no one ever bothers about me, there’s no one to play with” and the little boy sighed.

and the little boy returned to the Oak wardrobe, and went back to a magical land called Narnia, and how often he did that as if he was a resident in this enchanted land and a visitor back at the old mansion.

years later, a little girl found the same wardrobe and entered the magical realm, where the little one spent most of his childhood in… and though none believed her, a certain old man did…

‘perhaps it wasn’t a lie, perhaps she’s telling the truth…
Have you seen this land she speaks of? No?
Ah.. perhaps she is telling the truth…
That dreams can come true… that such a land might actually exist…’

why did he say that?

perhaps he was the boy who entered that land years before?

no, but the old man did craft the magnificent Oak wardrobe… the one who does not stir…

yes… perhaps, dreams can come true after all…

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