If you'd like, here’s a short original story inspired by the return to Narnia: The Horn’s Echo
But this Narnia was broken. Telmarine soldiers roamed the forests. Talking beasts hid in shadows. And an old dwarf named Trumpkin, tied to a tree, told them the truth: Miraz, the Telmarine king, had slain his own brother to seize the throne. The rightful prince, Caspian, had blown Queen Susan’s ancient horn—calling the Pevensies back. Narnia 2 Tamilyogi
They stepped back through a golden door into the train station, ordinary seconds after they’d left—but carrying forever in their hearts. If you'd like, here’s a short original story
In the final battle, just as Miraz’s army overwhelmed the Narnians, the ground roared. Trees marched. The river god rose. And from the sky, Aslan’s roar shattered stone and fear alike. And an old dwarf named Trumpkin, tied to
Through forests haunted by ghosts of their own statues and castles, the children fought. Peter clashed steel with Miraz’s best knight. Edmund led a night raid to destroy a siege tower. Susan’s arrows sang in the moonlight. But Lucy alone saw Aslan—first as a flicker between trees, then as a warm breath on her cheek.
It had been one year in England since the four Pevensie children—Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy—had ruled Narnia’s Golden Age. But in Narnia, centuries had passed.