Hello everyone!
Today I wanted to share with you
one of my favorite confinement reading.
The Chronicles of Narnia written by C.S Lewis is
a tale saga of 7 volumes which inspired me during this difficult period.
So I’d like to show you what this saga means to me
hoping to make you feel what i could feel from reading these books
So sharpen your swords, fill your quivers
prepare to meet Aslan in a magical and medieval world...
The World of Narnia...
[Title : The Chronicles of Narnia or Escape reality]
We are in 1940, the Blitz destroys entire cities
siblings of four leave for Scottish countryside to hide from bombing.
A bit like confined in a teacher's house,
the children try to keep them busy as they can and during a game of hide and seek,
Lucy Pevensie, the youngest enters a wardrobe, which leads her to Narnia.
It was this moment, upon entering this magical world that struck me the most and that prompted me to tell you about this trip.
Because yes, the books like the movies are a trip,
an initiation trip for the four children, but also for the reader,
we go through different trials with them, to grow up in Narnia and be able to emerge as an adult and face reality.
It’s therefore between snow, magic and talking animals that we enter this imaginary,
this parallel world through the eyes of children amazed by the apparently beautiful beauty of snowy landscapes.
But despite this loop-hole, this world is also in war,
Like what, reality always ends up catching us.
Narnia has been in the grip of winter for over 100 years,
caused by the evil White Witch,
however since the arrival of the children, it is as if a hope had just been born.
This hope, this feeling of renewal, the arrival of spring is none other than the return of...
Aslan!
"And now a very curious thing happened. None of the children knew who Aslan was.
but the moment the Beaver had spoken these words everyone felt quite different."
Aslan,
The Great Lion,
King in Narnia,
religious allegory for the author but representative of wisdom, kindness and poise on the screen.
Throughout its appearance He completely brings light to the book,
his fur lighting up the fate of heroes like the sun, who from that moment grow up,
learning how to fight, becoming knights, preparing for a war.
After fleeing being victims of the Blitz, they are in another world waging a war in the name of freedom.
They pass precisely from this stage of victim to chief of armies thanks to the presence of the Lion which inspires each action.
Everything seems ready, everything seems settled,
the war ultimately only becomes a background to children's external achievements,
become much more than kids, but future kings and queens of Narnia.
Put yourself in their place!
How can they not believe in this idyllic dream?
But as in harsh reality, evil resurfaces at some point,
death is not far away and Aslan himself is not eternal.
The Great Lion was the light of this world, his death brought a lot of shade,
so Peter Pevensie, the eldest of the family, finds himself with the responsibilities of the king on his shoulders,
once again becoming the little teenager he was when he arrived in Narnia.
The Narnian armies are ready to listen to the future king, but he's just a kid playing war in a fairy world.
So what would you have done in his place?
like me, you could not have continued, you will have left, let everything go…
But...
Narnia has an effect on its visitors, which make them even better, push them to give the best of themselves,
so Peter decided to get up, to fight, for Narnia and for Aslan.
As in all children's stories, we have here the usual happy ending,
they will end up happy, crowned kings and queens of Narnia by Aslan himself returned from the dead.
Years and years later, kings and queens will return to what was for them more than an old memory...
our world.
Growing up, after all the hardships they’ve gone through,
they'll now be able to face their reality and Narnia will always remain in their hearts as much more than an initiatory trip...
but as their home.
So ... that's why I fell in love with this imaginary world,
it managed to make me anxious, cry for characters not very developed but especially
because it was able to make me dream, travel and keep me smiling when many had lost it.
This saga has been my inspiration, will remain so and I hope will become yours.
Narnia may have been too much in war, corrupt, destroyed and invaded, may have too much suffered, may not have grown enough ...
but even until my last days, Narnia will be my escape,
the one which,
before helping me get inspired to write
gave me back the most important thing….
Hope.
