Showing posts with label Aslan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aslan. Show all posts

Monday, October 6, 2014

Farewell To Shadowlands, Chapter 16, The Last Battle

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If one could run without getting tired, I don’t think one would often want to do anything else. But there might be special reasons for stopping, and it was a special reason which made Eustace presently shout: “I say! Look what we’re coming to!” And well he might. For now they saw before them Cauldron Pool and beyond the Pool the high unclimbable cliffs, thousands of tons of water every second, flashing like diamonds in some places and dark, glassy green in others, the Great Waterfall, and already the thunder of it was in their ears.



Farewell To Shadowlands, Chapter 16, The Last Battle

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Farewell To Shadowlands, Chapter 16, The Last Battle

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If one could run without getting tired, I don’t think one would often want to do anything else. But there might be special reasons for stopping, and it was a special reason which made Eustace presently shout: “I say! Look what we’re coming to!” And well he might. For now they saw before them Cauldron Pool and beyond the Pool the high unclimbable cliffs, thousands of tons of water every second, flashing like diamonds in some places and dark, glassy green in others, the Great Waterfall, and already the thunder of it was in their ears.



Farewell To Shadowlands, Chapter 16, The Last Battle

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

NIGHT FALLS ON NARNIA, CHAPTER 14 THE LAST BATTLE

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They all stood beside Aslan, on his right side, and looked through the open doorway. The bonfire had gone out. On the earth all was blackness: in fact you could not have told you were looking into a wood if you had not seen where the dark shapes of the trees ended and the stars began. But when Aslan had roared yet again, out on their left they saw another black shape. That is, they saw another patch where there were no stars: and the patch rose up higher and higher and became the shape of a man, the hugest of all giants. They all knew Narnia well enough to work out where he must be standing. He must be on the high moorlands beyond the River Shribble. Then Jill and Eustace remembered how once long ago, in the deep caves beneath those moors, they had seen a great giant asleep and been told that his name was Father Time, and that he would wake on the day the world ended.



NIGHT FALLS ON NARNIA, CHAPTER 14 THE LAST BATTLE

NIGHT FALLS ON NARNIA, CHAPTER 14 THE LAST BATTLE

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They all stood beside Aslan, on his right side, and looked through the open doorway. The bonfire had gone out. On the earth all was blackness: in fact you could not have told you were looking into a wood if you had not seen where the dark shapes of the trees ended and the stars began. But when Aslan had roared yet again, out on their left they saw another black shape. That is, they saw another patch where there were no stars: and the patch rose up higher and higher and became the shape of a man, the hugest of all giants. They all knew Narnia well enough to work out where he must be standing. He must be on the high moorlands beyond the River Shribble. Then Jill and Eustace remembered how once long ago, in the deep caves beneath those moors, they had seen a great giant asleep and been told that his name was Father Time, and that he would wake on the day the world ended.



NIGHT FALLS ON NARNIA, CHAPTER 14 THE LAST BATTLE

How The Dwarfs Refused To Be Taken In, Chapter 13 The Last Battle

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Tirian had thought – or he would have thought if he had time to think at all – that they were inside a little thatched stable, about 12 feet long and 6 feet wide. In reality they stood on grass, the deep blue sky was overhead, and the air which blew gently on their faces was that of a day in early summer. Not far away from them rose a grove of trees, thickly believed, but under every leaf their peeped out the gold or faint yellow or purple or glowing red of fruits such as no one has seen in our world. The fruit made Tirian feel that it must be autumn but there was something in the feel of the air that told him it could not be later than June. They all moved toward the trees.



How The Dwarfs Refused To Be Taken In, Chapter 13 The Last Battle

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Who will go into the Stable? - The Last Battle, Chapter 10

Jill felt something tickling her ear. It was Jewel the Unicorn, whispering to her with the wide whisper of a horse’s mouth. As soon as she heard what he was saying she nodded and tiptoed back to where Puzzle was standing. Quickly and quietly she cut the last cords that bound the lion-skin to him. It wouldn’t do for him to be caught with that on, after what the Ape had said! She would like to have hidden the skin somewhere very far away, but it was too heavy. The best she could do was kick it in among the thickest bushes. Then she made signs to Puzzle to follow her and they both joined the others. The Ape was speaking again.



Who will go into the Stable? - The Last Battle, Chapter 10

Sunday, August 31, 2014

THE LAST BATTLE - CHAPTER 8 - WHAT NEWS THE EAGLE BROUGHT

In the shadow of the trees on the far side of the clearing something was moving. It was gliding very slowly Northward. At first glance you might have mistake it for smoke, for it was gray and you could see tings through it. But the deathly smell was not the smell of smoke. Also, this thing kept its shape instead of billowing and curling as smoke would have done. It was roughly the shape of a man but it had the head of a bird; some bird of prey with a cruel, curved beak. It had four arms which it held high above its head, stretching them out Northward as if it wanted to snatch all Narnia in its grip; and its fingers – all twenty of them – were curved like its beak and had long, pointed, bird-like claws instead of nails. It floated on the grass instead of walking, and the grass seem to wither beneath it.



THE LAST BATTLE - CHAPTER 8 - WHAT NEWS THE EAGLE BROUGHT

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

THE LAST BATTLE, CHAPTER 6 – A GOOD NIGHT"S WORK

About four hours later Tirian flung himself into one of the monks to snatch a little sleep. The two children were already snoring: he had made them go to bed before he did because they would have to be up most of the night and he knew of their age they couldn’t do without sleep. Also, he had tired them out. First, he had given Jill some practice in archery and found that, though not up to Narnian standards, she was really not too bad. Indeed she had succeeded in shooting a rabbit ( not a Talking rabbit, of course: there are lots of the ordinary kind about in Western Narnia” and it was already skinned, cleaned, and hanging up. He had found that both the children knew all about this chilly and smelly job: they had learned that kind of thing on a great journey through Giant–Land in the days of Prince Rilian.”



THE LAST BATTLE, CHAPTER 6 – A GOOD NIGHT"S WORK