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“So am I,”said Susan.“Let’s walk about a bit.”
They walked to the eastern edge of the hill and looked down. The one big star had almost disappeared.The country all looked dark grey,but beyond,at the very end of the world,the sea showed pale.The sky began to turn red.They walked to ands fro more times than they could count between the dead Aslan and the eastern ridge,trying to keep warm;and oh,how tired their legs felt.Then at last,as they stood for a moment looking out towards they sea and Cair Paravel(which they could now just make out) the red turned to gold along the line where the sea and the sky met and very slowly up came the edge of the sun.At that moment they heard from behind them a loud noise-a great cracking,deafening noise as if a giant had broken a giant’s plate.
“What’s that ?”said Lucy,clutching Susan’s arm.
“I-I feel afraid to turn round,”said Susan;“something awful is happening.”
“They’re doing something worse to Him,”said Lucy.“Come on !”And she turned,pulling Susan round with her.
The rising of the sun had made everything look so different-all colours and shadows were changed——that for a moment they didn’t see the important thing.Then they did.The Stone Table was broken into two pieces by a great crack that ran down it from end to end;and there was no Aslan.
“Oh,oh,oh !”cried the two girls,rushing back to the Table.
“Oh,it’s too bad,”sobbed Lucy;“they might have left the body alone.”
“Who’s done it ?”cried Susan.“What does it mean ? Is it magic ?”
“Yes !”said a great voice behind their backs.“It is more magic.” They looked round.There,shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before,shaking his mane(for it had apparently grown again)stood Aslan himself.