Edmund Pevensie of The Chronicles of Narnia is one of my favorite characters in literature. Jack Lewis sometimes writes small phrases about Edmund that have made me think far beyond the Narnia cannon.
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I am fascinated by Edmund’s transformation.
I love when (in Horse and His Boy), Edmund argues against killing Rabadash, saying, “Even a traitor may mend. I have known one who did.” In Dawn Treader, Edmund admits to Eustace, “You were only an ass, but I was a traitor.” It has been so interesting to me that he became known as King Edmund the Just. For years, I believed that his experiences ought to have led him to be called King Edmund the Merciful. After all, justice had once demanded his own death, although Aslan took his place. But then I realized that Aslan’s substitutionary death was also just– that is, it satisfied the debt and kept Narnia from perishing in fire and water.
I always wonder what it was like when Edmund first returned to England after growing up and becoming a king in Narnia. In fact, I wrote a poem about it.
The wardrobe door was its own sort of holy baptism—
to push past fur coats with a spiteful heart of stone
then to reemerge moments—or years—later
with one of bold flesh that brimmed with nobility.
I like to think of you returned to boarding school,
a ten-year-old king and warrior, able and just,
your thoughts far from arithmetics as you plumb
the treasures in your core and find there grace—
grace overflowing, for you know as well as anyone
that even a traitor may mend.
I think this song by Kutless is actually about Edmund, and it asks some of my same questions.
What do you think: am I waaaaay too into Narnia? What are your thoughts on Edmund Pevensie?