THEYallstoodbesideAslan,onhisrightside,andlookedthroughtheopendoorway.
Thebonfirehadgoneout。Ontheearthallwasblackness:infactyoucouldnothavetoldthatyouwerelookingintoawoodifyouhadnotseenwherethedarkshapesofthetreesendedandthestarsbegan。ButwhenAslanhadroaredyetagain,outontheirlefttheysawanotherblackshape。Thatis,theysawanotherpatchwheretherewerenostars:andthepatchroseuphigherandhigherandbecametheshapeofaman,thehugestofallgiants。TheyallknewNarniawellenoughtoworkoutwherehemustbestanding。HemustbeonthehighmoorlandsthatstretchawaytotheNorthbeyondtheRiverShribble。ThenJillandEustacerememberedhowoncelongago,inthedeepcavesbeneaththosemoors,theyhadseenagreatgiantasleepandbeentoldthathisnamewasFatherTime,andthathewouldwakeonthedaytheworldended.
“Yes,”saidAslan,thoughtheyhadnotspoken。“WhilehelaydreaminghisnamewasTime。Nowthatheisawakehewillhaveanewone。”
Thenthegreatgiantraisedahorntohismouth。Theycouldseethisbythechangeoftheblackshapehemadeagainstthestars。Afterthat-quiteabitlater,becausesoundtravelssoslowly-theyheardthesoundofthehorn:highandterrible,yetofastrange,deadlybeauty.
Immediatelytheskybecamefullofshootingstars。Evenoneshootingstarisafinethingtosee;buttheseweredozens,andthenscores,andthenhundreds,tillitwaslikesilverrain:anditwentonandon。Andwhenithadgoneonforsomewhile,oneortwoofthembegantothinkthattherewasanotherdarkshapeagainsttheskyaswellasthegiant’s。Itwasinadifferentplace,rightoverhead,upintheveryroofoftheskyasyoumightcallit。“Perhapsitisacloud,”thoughtEdmund。Atanyrate,therewerenostarsthere:justblackness。Butallaround,thedownpourofstarswenton。Andthenthestarlesspatchbegantogrow,spreadingfurtherandfurtheroutfromthecentreofthesky。Andpresentlyaquarterofthewholeskywasblack,andthenahalf,andatlasttherainofshootingstarswasgoingononlylowdownnearthehorizon.
Withathrillofwonder(andtherewassometerrorinittoo)theyallsuddenlyrealizedwhatwashappening。Thespreadingblacknesswasnotacloudatall:itwassimplyemptiness。Theblackpartoftheskywasthepartinwhichtherewerenostarsleft。Allthestarswerefalling:Aslanhadcalledthemhome.
Thelastfewsecondsbeforetherainofstarshadquiteendedwereveryexciting。Starsbeganfallingallroundthem。Butstarsinthatworldarenotthegreatflamingglobestheyareinours。Theyarepeople(EdmundandLucyhadoncemetone)。Sonowtheyfoundshowersofglitteringpeople,allwithlonghairlikeburningsilverandspearslikewhite-hotmetal,rushingdowntothemoutoftheblackair,swifterthanfallingstones。Theymadeahissingnoiseastheylandedandburntthegrass。Andallthesestarsglidedpastthemandstoodsomewherebehind,alittletotheright.
Thiswasagreatadvantage,becauseotherwise,nowthattherewerenostarsinthesky,everythingwouldhavebeencompletelydarkandyoucouldhaveseennothing。Asitwas,thecrowdofstarsbehindthemcastafierce,whitelightovertheirshoulders。TheycouldseemileuponmileofNarnianwoodsspreadoutbeforethem,lookingasiftheywerefloodlit。Everybushandalmosteverybladeofgrasshaditsblackshadowbehindit。Theedgeofeveryleafstoodoutsosharpthatyou’dthinkyoucouldcutyourfingeronit.
Onthegrassbeforethemlaytheirownshadows。ButthegreatthingwasAslan’sshadow。Itstreamedawaytotheirleft,enormousandveryterrible。Andallthiswasunderaskythatwouldnowbestarlessforever.
Thelightfrombehindthem(andalittletotheirright)wassostrongthatitlitupeventheslopesoftheNorthernMoors。Somethingwasmovingthere。EnormousanimalswerecrawlingandslidingdownintoNarnia:greatdragonsandgiantlizardsandfeatherlessbirdswithwingslikebats’wings。Theydisappearedintothewoodsandforafewminutestherewassilence。Thentherecame-atfirstfromveryfaroff-soundsofwailingandthen,fromeverydirection,arustlingandapatteringandasoundofwings。Itcamenearerandnearer。Soononecoulddistinguishthescamperoflittlefeetfromthepaddingofbigpaws,andtheclack-clackoflightlittlehoofsfromthethunderofgreatones。Andthenonecouldseethousandsofpairsofeyesgleaming。Andatlast,outoftheshadowofthetrees,racingupthehillfordearlife,bythousandsandbymillions,cameallkindsofcreatures-TalkingBeasts,Dwarfs,Satyrs,Fauns,Giants,Calormenes,menfromArchenland,Monopods,andstrangeunearthlythingsfromtheremoteislandsoftheunknownWesternlands。AndalltheseranuptothedoorwaywhereAslanstood.
Thispartoftheadventurewastheonlyonewhichseemedratherlikeadreamatthetimeandratherhardtorememberproperlyafterwards。Especially,onecouldn’tsayhowlongithadtaken。Sometimesitseemedtohavelastedonlyafewminutes,butatothersitfeltasifitmighthavegoneonforyears。Obviously,unlesseithertheDoorhadgrownverymuchlargerorthecreatureshadsuddenlygrownassmallasgnats,acrowdlikethatcouldn’teverhavetriedtogetthroughit。Butnoonethoughtaboutthatsortofthingatthetime.
Thecreaturescamerushingon,theireyesbrighterandbrighterastheydrewnearerandnearertothestandingStars。ButastheycamerightuptoAslanoneorotheroftwothingshappenedtoeachofthem。Theyalllookedstraightinhisface,Idon’tthinktheyhadanychoiceaboutthat。Andwhensomelooked,theexpressionoftheirfaceschangedterribly-itwasfearandhatred:exceptthat,onthefacesofTalkingBears,thefearandhatredlastedonlyforafractionofasecond。YoucouldseethattheysuddenlyceasedtotheTalkingBeasts。Theywerejustordinaryanimals。AndallthecreatureswholookedatAslaninthatwayswervedtotheirright,hisleft,anddisappearedintohishugeblackshadow,which(asyouhaveheard)streamedawaytotheleftofthedoorway。Thechildrenneversawthemagain。Idon’tknowwhatbecameofthem。ButtheotherslookedinthefaceofAslanandlovedhim,thoughsomeofthemwereveryfrightenedatthesametime。AndallthesecameinattheDoor,inonAslan’sright。Thereweresomequeerspecimensamongthem。EustaceevenrecognizedoneofthoseveryDwarfswhohadhelpedtoshoottheHorses。Buthehadnotimetowonderaboutthatsortofthing(andanywayitwasnobusinessofhis)foragreatjoyputeverythingelseoutofhishead。AmongthehappycreatureswhonowcamecrowdingroundTirianandhisfriendswereallthosewhomtheyhadthoughtdead。TherewasRoonwittheCentaurandJeweltheUnicornandthegoodBoarandthegoodBear,andFarsighttheEagle,andthedearDogsandtheHorses,andPoggintheDwarf.
“Furtherinandhigherup!”criedRoonwitandthunderedawayinagalloptotheWest。Andthoughtheydidnotunderstandhim,thewordssomehowsetthemtinglingallover。TheBoargruntedatthemcheerfully。TheBearwasjustgoingtomutterthathestilldidn’tunderstand,whenhecaughtsightofthefruit-treesbehindthem。Hewaddledtothosetreesasfastashecouldandthere,nodoubt,foundsomethingheunderstoodverywell。ButtheDogsremained,waggingtheirtails,andPogginremained,shakinghandswitheveryoneandgrinningalloverhishonestface。AndJewelleanedhissnowywhiteheadovertheKing’sshoulderandtheKingwhisperedinJewel’sear。TheneveryoneturnedhisattentionagaintowhatcouldbeseenthroughtheDoorway.
TheDragonsandGiantLizardsnowhadNarniatothemselves。Theywenttoandfrotearingupthetreesbytherootsandcrunchingthemupasiftheyweresticksofrhubarb。Minutebyminutetheforestsdisappeared。Thewholecountrybecamebareandyoucouldseeallsortsofthingsaboutitsshape-allthelittlehumpsandhollowswhichyouhadnevernoticedbefore。Thegrassdied。SoonTirianfoundthathewaslookingataworldofbarerockandearth。Youcouldhardlybelievethatanythinghadeverlivedthere。Themonstersthemselvesgrewoldandlaydownanddied。Theirfleshshrivelledupandthebonesappeared:soontheywereonlyhugeskeletonsthatlayhereandthereonthedeadrock,lookingasiftheyhaddiedthousandsofyearsago。Foralongtimeeverythingwasstill.
Atlastsomethingwhite-along,levellineofwhitenessthatgleamedinthelightofthestandingstars-camemovingtowardsthemfromtheEasternendoftheworld.
Awidespreadnoisebrokethesilence:firstamurmurthenarumble,thenaroar。Andnowtheycouldseewhatitwasthatwascoming,andhowfastitcame。Itwasafoamingwallofwater。Theseawasrising。Inthattree-lessworldyoucouldseeitverywell。Youcouldseealltheriversgettingwiderandthelakesgettinglarger,andseparatelakesjoiningintoone,andvalleysturningintonewlakes,andhillsturningintoislands,andthenthoseislandsvanishing。Andthehighmoorstotheirleftandthehighermountainstotheirrightcrumbledandslippeddownwitharoarandasplashintothemountingwater;andthewatercameswirlinguptotheverythresholdoftheDoorway(butneverpassedit)sothatthefoamsplashedaboutAslan’sforefeet。Allnowwaslevelwaterfromwheretheystoodtowherethewatersmetthesky.
Andoutthereitbegantogrowlight。Astreakofdrearyanddisastrousdawnspreadalongthehorizon,andwidenedandgrewbrighter,tillintheendtheyhardlynoticedthelightofthestarswhostoodbehindthem。Atlastthesuncameup。Whenitdid,theLordDigoryandtheLadyPollylookedatoneanotherandgavealittlenod:thosetwo,inadifferentworld,hadonceseenadyingsun,andsotheyknewatoncethatthissunalsowasdying。Itwasthreetimes-twentytimes-asbigasitoughttobe,andverydarkred。AsitsraysfelluponthegreatTime-giant,heturnedredtoo:andinthereflectionofthatsunthewholewasteofshorelesswaterslookedlikeblood.
ThentheMooncameup,quiteinherwrongposition,veryclosetothesun,andshealsolookedred。Andatthesightofherthesunbeganshootingoutgreatflames,likewhiskersorsnakesofcrimsonfire,towardsher。Itisasifhewereanoctopustryingtodrawhertohimselfinhistentacles。Andperhapshediddrawher。Atanyrateshecametohim,slowlyatfirst,butthenmoreandmorequickly,tillatlasthislongflameslickedroundherandthetworantogetherandbecameonehugeballlikeaburningcoal。Greatlumpsoffirecamedroppingoutofitintotheseaandcloudsofsteamroseup.
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