Narnia Meaning Novels & Stories

However, that feeling of guilt from giving up and letting those 2 or 3 readers who are patiently waiting for the next chapter or story or series is unbearably worse. That’s what my pseudonym, Narnia Resident No 5 or Fifth Narnian Resident, is all about. As someone who fell in love with Narnia and the entire Narnian series, I made it my goal to help you feel as though you have been transported to a dream world where no one can hurt you nor can time touch you. An escape from reality is something I believe you might need especially if you’re stressed. In this story, the world was Pasiphae and Ceres.

But calm in a way that made me feel like I was the child here, not her. "I am Nara," she said. Her voice was soft but it carried like wind through dry leaves. "And you carry what was lost." I frowned. "What does that mean? What was lost?" She didn’t answer right away. Instead, she sat down right there on the forest floor like it was the most natural thing. I hesitated before sitting across from her, still watching her face. "He is Rivenborn," she said finally. "Others are waiting for him to be born."

I screamed. The boys stopped what they were doing as they gave me a confused look. "What's N@rnia?" They asked at the same time. "...." I mentally face palmed at my epic fail moment. Duh! How can they know N@rnia? It's not like they're reading them, much less watched it. Oh well, I started it now so why not continue? "Uhh...nevermind! Just look at it! There's a magical portal. Look!" I pointed at the inside of the closet.

Nyra. It sounded like a prophecy. Like a myth. Like a name whispered by elders to frighten disobedient children into silence.

“But that is not who you are.” I stiffened. “What do you mean?” He crouched before me, eyes glinting. “You are Nyira. Do you know what that means?” I shook my head. “It means savior,” he said simply. “The one chosen to heal what has been broken. The name belongs to legends older than packs, older than crowns. And when I look at you, I see her shadow reborn.” My throat tightened. “I’m no savior. I’ve made too many mistakes…”