chater fur hata fall with the narnian (第1/6页)
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AT first Shasta could see nothing in the valley below him but a sea of mist with a few domes and pinnacles rising from it;but as the light increased and the mist cleared away he saw more and more.A broad river divided itself into two streams and on the island between them stood the city of Tashbaan, one of the wonders of the world. Round the very edge of the island, so that the water lapped against the stone, ran high walls strengthened with so many towers that he soon gave up trying to count them. Inside the walls the island rose in a hill and every bit of that hill, up to the Tisroc' s palace and the great temple of Tash at the top, was completely covered with buildings-terrace above terrace, street above street, zigzag roads or huge flights of steps bordered with orange trees and lemon trees, roof-gardens, balconies, deep archways, pillared colonnades, spires, battlements, minarets, pinnacles. And when at last the sun rose out of the sea and the great silver-plated dome of the temple flashed back its light, he was almost dazzled.
"Get on, Shasta," Bree kept saying.
The river banks on each side of the valley were such a mass of gardens that they looked at first like forest, until you got closer and saw the white walls of innumerable houses peeping out from beneath the trees. Soon after that, Shasta noticed a delicious smell of flowers and fruit. About fifteen minutes later they were down among them, plodding on a level road with white walls on each side and trees bending over the walls.
"I say,"said Shasta in an awed voice.,This is a wonderful place !"
"I daresay,"said Bree.,But I wish we were safely through it and out at the other side. Narnia and the North !"
At that moment a low, throbbing noise began which gradually swelled louder and louder till the whole valley seemed to be swaying with it. It was a musical noise, but so strong and solemn as to be a little frightening.
"That' s the horns blowing for the city gates to be open,"said Bree.,We shall be there in a minute. Now, Aravis, do droop your shoulders a bit and step heavier and try to look less like a princess. Try to imagine you' ve been kicked and cuffed and called names all your life."
"If it comes to that,"said Aravis,,what about you drooping your head a bit more and arching your neck a bit less and trying to look less like a warhorse ?"
"Hush,"said Bree. Here we are."
