Kentucky Fried Narnia

My NaNo has taken something of a turn for the wierder. For one thing, despite my protagomist running off with a girl and completely abandoning what plot I had, some semblence of story has started to pan out in my head. And for another - and this is the really unexpected bit - the possibility of shoehorning in a gospel message has presented itself. It's going to be a strange one, and the end result may just look like a severely distorted Narnia, but I'm going to go with it for now.

I'm somewhere in the 1300s I think. Progress has slowed due to the household being full of cold and me actually having a job. Ho hum.