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

Further Up And Further In, Chapter 15, The Last Battle

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“Know, O warlike kings,” said Emeth, “and you, O ladies whose beauty illuminates the universe, that I am Emeth, the seventh son of Harpa Tarkaan of the city of Tehishbaan, Westward beyond the desert. I came lately into Narnia with nine and twenty others under the command of Rishda Tarkaan. Now when I first heard that we should march upon Narnia I rejoiced; for I had heard many things of your Land and desired greatly to meet you in battle. But when I found that we were to go in disguised as merchants (which is a shameful dress for a warrior and a son of a Tarkaan) and to work my lies and trickery, then my joy departed from me. And most of all when I found we must wait upon a Monkey, and when it began to be said that Tash and Aslan were one, then the world became dark in my eyes. For always since I was a boy I have served Tash and my great desire was to know more of him, if it might be, to look upon his face. But the name of Aslan was hateful to me.

Further Up And Further In, Chapter 15, The Last Battle

CHAPTER 12 THE LAST BATTLE - THROUGH THE STABLE DOOR

Jill ought to have been back at the white rock already, but  she had quite forgotten that part of her orders in the excitement of watching the fight. Now she remembered. She turned at once and ran to it, and arrived there barely a second before the others. It thus happened that all of them, for a moment, had their backs to the enemy. They all wheeled round the moment they had reached it. A terrible sight met their eyes.

CHAPTER 12 THE LAST BATTLE - THROUGH THE STABLE DOOR

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

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

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

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