Story Title: The Little Prince
Author Name: LunaStorm
Story Url: Story Link
Content Rating: All Ages
Length: 52,055 words
Story Summary: A woman’s heartfelt prayer; a world in dire need; a Child of Fate to guide and guard; a King’s generous love… and with the warmth of the Lion’s breath, everything changed…
As I’ve previously mentioned, I have a deep love for all things Narnian. I own 2-3 copies of each book in the Chronicles of Narnia series. I have reference books, merchandise, a stone lion I named “Aslan” over 30 years ago, and a brain stuffed with trivia relating to C.S. Lewis and his many wonderful books. I’ve even got William Holbrook Beard’s gorgeous painting, “The Bear Dance,” upon the wall across from me at the moment, simply because I’ve always thought it looked like a scene straight out of Narnia. But in spite of several searches, I’ve struggled to find much Narnian fanfic which wasn’t either pointless and vapid or, worse, utterly repugnant in the depravity it depicted. Thus, this story was an enormous treat to discover.
In LunaStorm’s tale, Lily Evans called out to God on behalf of her son not long before that tragic night of October 31, 1981. As we’ve seen in the Chronicles of Narnia, Aslan may be known by a different name in our world, but He still hears our prayers, regardless of where or when they are uttered. Edmund Pevensie is reminded of that fact, too. During a time when he is deeply lonely and missing Narnia and Aslan, struggling to maintain his belief that he’ll return someday, Aslan brings him into contact with Harry.
What follows is a wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey ball of interwoven timelines. It’s not at all confusing, once you are immersed in the tale, thanks to the author’s deft handling of the storylines. Aslan has a way of guiding the various players into precisely the place he needs them to be (both literally and metaphorically speaking), regardless of what decade, century, or even what world they inhabit at the time. The underlying themes seen in the Chronicles of Narnia are very much here: nobility, honor, courage, duty, love. Above all of these is the sense that power is as much a burden as it is a blessing for those who understand the importance of responsibility. These are lessons that Harry will take to heart as he grows up in a land very far removed from the offensive normality of Privet Drive. The adventures he, his friends and his relatives all have in Narnia during his childhood will shape him into a young man who is far more capable of changing the wizarding world than the Harry who was raised with the Dursleys.
My only possible
critique complaint grouse source of pathetic whining is that there is no sequel to this story. However, the tale itself is perfectly encapsulated. And just as Aslan doesn’t tell us what might’ve been or what may yet be, so, too, LunaStorm only tells us what has happened. Her skill as an author is obvious, as she leaves the story at an absolutely perfect stopping point. Thus, in spite of my greedy wishes for more, I can heartily recommend this story as a fantastic example of what happens when a gifted writer brings two imaginative, brilliant stories together with one amazing “what if” scenario.