"You do not yet look so happy as I mean you to be."
Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often."
"No fear of that," said Aslan. "Have you not guessed?"
Their hearts leaped and a wild hope rose within them.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are—as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands—dead. The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
And as He spoke He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.
~ The last page of The Last Battle, The Chronicles of Narnia.
I read these lines to a friend tonight with tears my eyes. In the last novel, Susan is missing—she's not in Narnia with the other children. Susan is named as "no longer a friend of Narnia." The novel explains that she had chosen lipstick and nylons instead. And so, the books end, and her brothers and sisters have died in a train accident and are now in Narnia—in Heaven—forever. The Susan part of the story breaks my heart. I told a friend tonight not to be a Susan. And I read her this last chapter as something for her to look forward to. With tears in my eyes.
Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often."
"No fear of that," said Aslan. "Have you not guessed?"
Their hearts leaped and a wild hope rose within them.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are—as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands—dead. The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
And as He spoke He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.
~ The last page of The Last Battle, The Chronicles of Narnia.
I read these lines to a friend tonight with tears my eyes. In the last novel, Susan is missing—she's not in Narnia with the other children. Susan is named as "no longer a friend of Narnia." The novel explains that she had chosen lipstick and nylons instead. And so, the books end, and her brothers and sisters have died in a train accident and are now in Narnia—in Heaven—forever. The Susan part of the story breaks my heart. I told a friend tonight not to be a Susan. And I read her this last chapter as something for her to look forward to. With tears in my eyes.
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