Even though Susan Pevensie, now married Errol, could not speak up in public, not on the matter of being Susan Pevensie and Queen of Narnia, things started getting right or at least somewhat better anyway.
Even the publically recognised revelations of seers such as Lucy of Fatima was not quite enough to set things straight in the Twentieth Century. No Pope has so far in total publicity consecrated Russia to the Most Pure Heart of Our lady. Nor were the memories of Narnia that this other survivor of a kind of vision fought for enough to set them straight.
School compulsion did go on and even worse in England. Psychiatry did go on - but get a little better in ways - in England. Child welfare continued and continues to this day to take children away from their parents. Libraries were even banning the Narnia books - exactly as planned in the lodge of Tash - and psychiatrists would recognise the "patients of schizophrenia" for carrying their Lord of the Rings - also as planned there. Not all and everyone applying this was personally an evil person. Most were just corrupted in general judgement of morals, though trying to be as good as that allowed them.
No, this cannot be seen as "great deeds were done and succeeded and made all things better for everyone", this is rather like "great deeds were done, that were not wholly in vain."** In England the Narnian Kings and Queens were no rulers, but subjects, and the rulers they had - the real, not the ceremonial ones - were not half as wise as four children had been, the oldest of whom was twelve, when crowned after the First Battle of Beruna.
But the lodge of Tash was dissolved, though it is rumoured its members such as neither repented nor died joined some other evil lodge. The policemen belonging to it and even Nathan Coon were dispelled from their professions. And its evil founder from the Telmarine Island made a carreer in the House of Commons. I cannot guarantee you that he wasn't even made a noble and went to the House of Lords. But he he did not dare bother Susan Errol in England again. Nor George White, who had been his initiate and was now a Catholic. If he had no morals, he had a fear of the price of such transgressions. He kept in the main quiet and wated for times, if not better as such, at least more prosperous to his projects. Times when doctors would murder and maim unborn people. Times when sodomites might pretend to be better parents for children than illiterates.
And if the fortunes of Susan and Audoin, of Tom and Sarah, of George and Georgina, of Rose and Roman and their children were not exactly spectacular, they were at least quiet, for a while at least, while raising their toddlers.
*As I write this, these are not yet the final words from the author, I will still be adding chapters earlier than this one./HGL
**A bonus to any reader who recognises which citation is the right one and from what book by what author. It would be widely known among readers who from their earlier reading have an interest in my story. An extra bonus if without looking you can say which chapter it is - I have forgotten (if you are family with the author, the extra bonus does not count).
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Some Final Words to the Readers Here*
Posted by Hans Georg Lundahl at 12:34 PM
Labels: susan pevensie - fanfiction
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