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[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus normally enjoys Autumn, the trees around his home turn glorious colors and Narnia is full of harvest celebrations. On this night though a nightmare woke him by combining old horrors of his father's arrest and his own captivity

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[friend_of_lucy]

He looks up from the fire at her voice, "High, but you have no wings."

[friend_of_lucy]

"I'm sorry but you're not making any sense. Do you think that you have had too much to drink or tried something stronger than you meant to?"

[margolotta]

"Tea goes so well with a fireplace," says a lady who is sitting with her own pot of tea not far away.

[friend_of_lucy]

"Oh, yes it does and this is quite good tea,"

He looks up with a smile for her though he looks tired.

[margolotta]

She smiles.

"Yes, they serve good things here," she says. "A wonderful place to relax from all the duties and worries of one's world."

[friend_of_lucy]

"Do you have many worries?" She looks rather content.