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

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

THE LAST BATTLE CHAPTER 9 THE GREAT MEETING ON STABLE HILL

For a long time they could not speak nor even shed a tear. Then the Unicorn stamped the ground with his hoof, and shook his mane, and spoke. “Sire,” he said, “there is now no need of counsel. We see that the Ape’s plans were laid deeper than we dreamed of.”

THE LAST BATTLE CHAPTER 9 THE GREAT MEETING ON STABLE HILL

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