Drabble: Breathing Air [100 words]
He felt it in his bones whenever he went out. The feeling of a different earth beneath his feet and a different air he breathed in. The air here was dirtier, coarse, and it burned in his lungs. He was tempted to pick up smoking just to have a reason to feel like that.
He felt it immediately. He was back in Narnia again. The dirty fumes of the train station dissolved and the sweet fragrance of the Narnian air replaced it. He didn't have to look around; he could feel it and he could smell it. He was home.