Character: Aslan. Page 1

Oh, Aslan, 'said Lucy,' how to get to your country from our world?
- I will teach you this life, - answered Leo. Now I won't say, long way or short, know that he is crossing the river. But don't worry, I know how to build bridges.

- Who are you? asked Shasta.
- I'm me, said the voice that shook the stones. - I - it, - he whispered barely audible, as if the words rustled in the foliage.

Genuinely running - always finds.

When the traitor is on the sacrificial table at will rise one who is innocent, the stone table will crack and death itself retreat before him.

- You're hard to understand, little one, said Aslan, - but nothing ever happens so, as it was.

Other you too will see? - asked Lucy.
- At first, definitely not, ' said Aslan. Later; depending on the circumstances.
But they won't believe me! exclaimed Lucy.
It's not important, ' replied Aslan.
- Oh, - wailed Lucy. And I'm so glad that you found. I thought you will let me stay. Thought you growl and all the enemies will be terrified - as before. But now it's so scary.
- You're hard to understand, little one, said Aslan, - but nothing ever happens as it was already.

However, answering Yes, Digori thought about his mother, and about their hopes and their collapse and therefore still added, choking on tears, barely pronouncing the words:
- Please... would you... like to help my mom?
Then, grief was the first time he looked not on the heavy paws of the lion... and the face... and incredibly surprised. He saw that the lion's eyes full of sparkling tears, and big, like a lion grieving about the mother more than himself.
- My son, son, I know. We have a large mountain. Only you and I have grief in this country. Let's be kind to each other.

You come from the Lord Adam and the lady eve, ' said Aslan, and it is quite an honor for that the poorest beggar lifted my head, and shame enough to bow to the ground the head of the greatest Emperor

- You are in us?
- Of course, dear. Only there I have another name. Learn to know me under any name. For that, you were in Narnia.

We cannot know what would have happened, but we can change the future..

In our world, said Justas, star is a giant ball of hot gas.
Even in your world, my son, this is not the star itself, but only that of which it is made

They will not give themselves to help. They chose fiction instead of faith.
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I can't bring them out because they think too much about so as not to give themselves to spend.

You doubt, you're ready.

Everyone I tell his story.