Introduction to the seven scrolls of Reepicheep

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The seven roles of Reepicheep were written eons ago.Even i had forgotten about them.This is just an excerpt from the introduction spoken by Tumnus at Lantern waste.
Tumnus speaksEvery now and then I am desperately looking for a good conversation. Come around again today. A really good conversation. Certainly here in Narnia. It was therefore a great relief when I met Eva’s daughter yesterday at the Lamppost in the clearing in the big forest.I invited her to drink a cup of hot tea in my cave and to my great joy she agreed.On the way to tea, I asked her about the purpose of her journey. Where is your journey going?And why did you stand by the lamppost there? "Did you wait for someone?""No, she said, I was suddenly in that place. I don't know exactly how it happened anymore but I was playing with others in the big house. I was hiding in the closet and suddenly there was no back and I fell in the snow in the fur coats. A little further on I saw the lamppost and I walked towards it and…. and then you suddenly came to me.In the beginning she told her hesitantly but gradually, once she was busy her story rolled out all at once. I didn't blame her. It will just happen to you that suddenly you are sucked into mine from another world and you also meet a talking faun who asks you for tea and then such a handsome copy as me. Hairy legs from hip to hoof and a big beard on my chin. The horns tough on top of my handsome head.In any case, a tough and masculine face that women should fall on, I thought so.But that doesn't matter, at least she was here and that was the main thing.We finally arrived at my cave and I opened the door for her. She went inside carefully. I pointed her to the chair by the fireplace. "Feel free to take a seat", I said, "in the meantime I will make tea. Do you want tea? ”I asked as I went to the kitchen to get water. "Yes, nice," she said. A moment later we sat comfortably by the fireplace. and this time I was not alone but had someone in front of me.I finally had a real conversation. I had longed for this for so many years.Shall I pour in? I asked, taking the cups out of the cupboard and putting them on the table in front of us. Yes she likes to answer with her fresh female voice.I poured her carefully and with care and asked if she wanted lemon in it or milk. No thank you she said and crossed her legs. There she sat, her hands folded and timidly awaiting what the next step would be. I could tell from everything that she was still astonished and still busy processing her sudden transition from wherever she had come to this cold white winter landscape Narnia.The hot tea did her visibly good and gradually the conversation and the consumption of another cup she thawed more and more.We spoke about The Melody that we all heard about the birth of Narnia. The Melody that each of us can still remember somewhere deep inside. Then we talked about the "absence" of Aslan and His second coming to the country.I really believe that He will come back someday, you know. I really hope that you believe that is true. In any case, it was wonderful to get a reply during the conversation. Finally, after being alone for so many years.As if I pricked a tree with my walking stick and at the same time could feel where I was and where the tree was. It was precisely this tension that had been missing for so many years now. Who for me could be the confirmation that I was alive, that I existed, that all this was not a bad dream. It was just delicious. I was just not alone anymore and it felt incredibly good.It was as if I was on the threshold of a new beginning, a new time that had begun at the same time.Although it was still winter and just as cold outside as ever. In the meantime we had a nice time inside by the fireplace and surrendered to the comfortable warmth of the fire, the tea and the good conversation.Just seeing her smile helped enormously. How easy can it be to feel happy with a few ingredients. A warm fire, a cup of hot tea and a person opposite you with whom you can have a good conversation. To meet the other because meeting is of course communication. And communication is a form of love or vice versa.That I had someone in front of me quickly became clear to me because she started asking me questions to which I also didn't immediately have an answer.Why it was always winter in Narnia. Why I could speak. Who was that Aslan that I always talked about?I have quietly taken the time to explain it to her. I tried to tell an honest story as well as possible about the history of my country, my people and what we stand for together. Finally tired of the extensive conversation and the information I had given her, she started yawning. I think you need to have a good night sleep, don't you?I think so, she said meanwhile rubbing her eyes, I am so tired now that I can sleep a hundred years.I showed her the guest room, the bathroom, and gave her what she needed to wash herself.She thanked me for the tea and the sleeping place and closed the door.I myself took a seat behind my desk to write the impressions of this day in my diary. Today I am a happy faun.Tomorrow after breakfast I want to introduce her to my friends in the forest.Heil Aslan.