Tina heard the bells again. This time they came from behind her. She knew that hiding in the trees wouldn't do any good. So she started heading for the bushes where Lucy had gone through. But the sleigh pulled up. It parked in such a way that the bushes were blocked. Tina gulped, and took a step back. "Well, well, well." The White Witch had an evil grin on her face. If looks could kill, Tina would have dropped to the ground. "I told آپ I would come back!" Tina decided the best thing to do would be to run. She turned on her heel and began running as fast as she could. "Cease her!"
Before Tina had gone even 10 paces, she tripped. She felt strong hands tying her own behind her back. She was too terrified to do anything. She was wrenched up, and taken back to the sleigh. "So, آپ thought آپ could give me the slip?" Without another word, Tina was 'helped' up into the sleigh, اگلے to the White Witch, whom wrapped her arms tightly around Tina. Tina struggled, but the White Witch's grip simply tightened. Tina then knew that struggling wold be no good. She looked up, and thought of Aslan. "Aslan, oh Aslan," she whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek. "Please help me."
It seemed an eternity before they reached her castle. When Tina saw it, she gulped, glanced at the Witch, and called on Aslan quietly again. When the sled came to a halt, the Witch got Tina down and put a firm hand on Tina's shoulder. Tina hung her head, for she didn't want the beasts to see who she was. Tina had expected the Witch to turn her to stone, but instead, she took Tina down to the dungeon. The White Witch untied her ropes, and locked Tina in. Tina heard her going up the stairs.
When she was out of earshot, Tina cried. She felt helpless. She had almost دیا up hope. She thought of everyone she loved. Her dad, mum, grandpa, grandma, aunties, uncles, friends, Lucy and even nasty old Edmund. Then her thoughts turned to Aslan. From what she had read, that whoever called on Aslan was always helped, or, in this case, saved. She tried it for a third time. She looked out the window and whispered "Oh, Aslan, Aslan. If آپ are real, and this is Narnia, and آپ do love me, please help me!"
In the meantime, the Pevensie brothers and sisters had come back altogether, and were on their way to Mr.Beaver's den. Lucy suddenly thought of Tina. Oh, dear, sweet, Tina. I do so hope she's alright...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Before Tina had gone even 10 paces, she tripped. She felt strong hands tying her own behind her back. She was too terrified to do anything. She was wrenched up, and taken back to the sleigh. "So, آپ thought آپ could give me the slip?" Without another word, Tina was 'helped' up into the sleigh, اگلے to the White Witch, whom wrapped her arms tightly around Tina. Tina struggled, but the White Witch's grip simply tightened. Tina then knew that struggling wold be no good. She looked up, and thought of Aslan. "Aslan, oh Aslan," she whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek. "Please help me."
It seemed an eternity before they reached her castle. When Tina saw it, she gulped, glanced at the Witch, and called on Aslan quietly again. When the sled came to a halt, the Witch got Tina down and put a firm hand on Tina's shoulder. Tina hung her head, for she didn't want the beasts to see who she was. Tina had expected the Witch to turn her to stone, but instead, she took Tina down to the dungeon. The White Witch untied her ropes, and locked Tina in. Tina heard her going up the stairs.
When she was out of earshot, Tina cried. She felt helpless. She had almost دیا up hope. She thought of everyone she loved. Her dad, mum, grandpa, grandma, aunties, uncles, friends, Lucy and even nasty old Edmund. Then her thoughts turned to Aslan. From what she had read, that whoever called on Aslan was always helped, or, in this case, saved. She tried it for a third time. She looked out the window and whispered "Oh, Aslan, Aslan. If آپ are real, and this is Narnia, and آپ do love me, please help me!"
In the meantime, the Pevensie brothers and sisters had come back altogether, and were on their way to Mr.Beaver's den. Lucy suddenly thought of Tina. Oh, dear, sweet, Tina. I do so hope she's alright...
TO BE CONTINUED...
