chater furteen night fall n narnia (第3/5页)
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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．
Everyone except Aslan jumped back from the ice-cold air which now blew through the Doorway. Its edges were already covered with icicles．
“Peter，High King of Narnia，”said Aslan.“Shut the Door.”
Peter，shivering with cold，leaned out into the darkness and pulled the Door to. It scraped over ice as he pulled it. Then，rather clumsily for even in that moment his hands had gone numb and blue he took out a golden key and locked it．
They had seen strange things enough through that Doorway. But it was stranger than any of them to look round and find themselves in warm daylight，the blue sky above them，flowers at their feet，and laughter in Aslan’s eyes．
He turned swiftly round，crouched lower，lashed himself with his tail and shot away like a golden arrow．
“Come further in! Come further up!”he shouted over his shoulder. But who could keep up with him at that pace ？ They set out walking Westward to follow him．
“So，”said Peter，“night falls on Narnia. What，Lucy! You’re not crying ？ With Aslan ahead，and all of us here ？”
