Showing posts with label Chronicles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chronicles. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

THE LAST BATTLE, CHAPTER 7 - MAINLY ABOUT DWARFS

The two Calormene soldiers at the head of the column, seeing what they took for a Tarkaan or great lord with two armed pages, came to a halt and raised their spears in salute. “Oh my Master,” said one of them, “we lead these manikins to Calormene to work in the mines of The Tisroc, may-he-live-forever.”  “By the great god Tash, they are very obedient,” said Tirian. Then suddenly he turned to the Dwarfs themselves. About one in six of them carried a torch and by that flickering light he could see their bearded faces all looking at him with grim and dogged expressions. “Has The Tisroc fought a great battle, Dwarfs, and conquered your land?” he asked, “that thus you go patiently to die in the salt-pits of Pugrahan?”


 



THE LAST BATTLE, CHAPTER 7 - MAINLY ABOUT DWARFS

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