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16 мая 2013 г. ... ... magical world of Narnia ... Susan, Edmund and Lucy Pevensie go to Professor Kirke,s house. Lucy (Georgia Henley) hides in a wardrobe during a game ...

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24 окт. 2016 г. ... The four siblings in the movie Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe are Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy. Their ag. Continue reading.

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Narnia through the magical wardrobe in the spare room of the Professor's house in ... Susan, Edmund and Lucy Pevensie, who have evacuated London during World War ...

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