#by crazytom

[sannel]

To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western wood, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern sky, I give you King Peter the Magnificent.

Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.

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[sannel]

To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant.

It was a foaming wall of water. The sea was rising. In that treeless world you could see it very well. You could see all the rivers getting wider and the lakes getting larger, and separate lakes joining into one, and valleys turning into new lakes, and hills turning into islands, and then those islands vanishing. And the high moors to their left and the higher mountains to their right crumbled and slipped down with a roar and a splash into the mounting water; and the water came swirling up to the very threshold of the Doorway (but never passed it) so that the foam splashed about Aslan's forefeet. All now was level water from where they stood to where the water met the sky.

To the great western wood, King Edmund the Just.

The Dragons and Giant Lizards now had Narnia to themselves. They went to and fro tearing up the trees by the roots and crunching them up as if they were sticks of rhubarb. Minute by minute the forests disappeared.

To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle.

And out there it began to grow light. A streak of dreary and disas-trous dawn spread along the horizon, and widened and grew brighter, till in the end they hardly noticed the light of the stars who stood behind them. At last the sun came up. <...> It was three times — twenty times — as big as it ought to be, and very dark red. As its rays fell upon the great Time-giant, he turned red too: and in the ref l ection of that sun the whole waste of shoreless waters looked like blood. <...> Then Aslan said, "Now make an end." The giant threw his horn into the sea. Then he stretched out one arm — very black it looked, and thousands of miles long — across the sky till his hand reached the Sun. He took the Sun and squeezed it in his hand as you would squeeze an orange. And instantly there was total darkness.

To the clear northern sky, I give you King Peter the Magnificent.

Then the great giant raised a horn to his mouth. They could see this by the change of the black shape he made against the stars. After that — quite a bit later, because sound travels so slowly — they heard the sound of the horn: high and terrible, yet of a strange, deadly beauty.

Immediately the sky became full of shooting stars. Even one shooting star is a fi ne thing to see; but these were dozens, and then scores, and then hundreds, till it was like silver rain: and it went on and on. And when it had gone on for some while, one or two of them began to think that there was another dark shape against the sky as well as the giant's. It was in a different place, right overhead, up in the very roof of the sky as you might call it. "Perhaps it is a cloud," thought Edmund. At any rate, there were no stars there: just blackness.

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