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Slowlythedooropenedagainandouttherecameafigureastallandstraightasthegirl’sbutnotsoslender.Itcarriednolightbutlightseemedtocomefromit.Asitcamenearer,Lucysawthatitwaslikeanoldman.Hissilverbeardcamedowntohisbarefeetinfrontandhissaverhairhungdowntohisheelsbehindandhisrobeappearedtobemadefromthefleeceofsilversheep.Helookedsomildandgravethatoncemoreallthetravellersrosetotheirfeetandstoodinsilence.
Buttheoldmancameonwithoutspeakingtothetravellersandstoodontheothersideofthetableoppositetohisdaughter.Thenbothofthemhelduptheirarmsbeforethemandturnedtofacetheeast.Inthatpositionthebegantosing.IwishIcouldwritedownthesong,butonewhowaspresentcouldrememberit.Lucysaidafterwardsthatitwashigh,almostshrill,butverybeautiful,coldkindofsong,anearlymorningkindofsong.Andtheysang,thegreycloudsliftedfromtheeasternskyathewhitepatchesgrewbiggerandbiggertillitwaswhite,andtheseabegantoshinelikesilver.Andlongafterwards(butthosetwosangallthetime)theeastbegantoturnredandatlast,unclouded,thesuncameupouttheseaanditslonglevelrayshotdownthelengthofthetableonthegoldandsilversandontheStoneKnife.
Onceortwicebefore,theNarnianshadwonderedwhetherthesunatitsrisingdidnotlookbiggerintheseseasthanithadlookedathome.Thistimetheywecertain.Therewasnomistakingit.Andthebrightnessitsrayonthedewandonthetablewasfarbeyondan.morningbrightnesstheyhadeverseen.AndasEdmusaidafterwards,“Thoughlotsofthingshappenedonthattripwhichsoundmoreexciting,thatmomentwasreallythemostexciting.”FornowtheyknewthattheyhadtrulycometothebeginningoftheEndoftheWorld.
Thensomethingseemedtobeflyingatthemoutoftheverycentreoftherisingsun:butofcourseonecouldn’tlooksteadilyinthatdirectiontomakesure.Butpresentlytheairbecamefullofvoices-voiceswhichtookupsamesongthattheLadyandherFatherweresinging,butinfarwildertonesandinalanguagewhichnooneknewAndsoonafterthattheownersofthesevoicescouldbeseen.Theywerebirds,largeandwhite,andtheycamehundredsandthousandsandalightedoneverything;thegrass,andthepavement,onthetable,onyourshoulders,yourhands,andyourhead,tillitlookedasheavysnowhadfallen.For,likesnow,theynotonlymakeeverythingwhitebutblurredandbluntedallshapes.ButLucy,lookingoutfrombetweenthewingsofthebirdsthatcoveredher,sawonebirdflytotheOldManwithsomethinginitsbeakthatlookedlikealittlefruit,unlessitwasalittlelivecoal,whichitmighthavebeen,foritwastoobrighttolookat.AndthebirdlaiditintheOldMan’smouth.
Thenthebirdsstoppedtheirsingingandappearedtobeverybusyaboutthetable.Whentheyrosefromitagaineverythingonthetablethatcouldbeeatenordrunkhaddisappeared.Thesebirdsrosefromtheirmealintheirthousandsandhundredsandcarriedawayallthethingsthatcouldnotbeeatenordrunk,suchasbones,rinds,andshells,andtooktheirflightbacktotherisingsun.Butnow,becausetheywerenotsinging,thewhiroftheirwingsseemedtosetthewholeaira-tremble.Andtherewasthetablepeckedcleanandempty,andthethreeoldLordsofNarniastillfastasleep.
NowatlasttheOldManturnedtothetravellersandbadethemwelcome.
“Sir,”saidCaspian,“willyoutellushowtoundotheenchantmentwhichholdsthesethreeNarnianLordsasleep.”
“Iwillgladlytellyouthat,myson,”saidtheOldMan.“TobreakthisenchantmentyoumustsailtotheWorld’sEnd,orasnearasyoucancometoit,andyoumustcomebackhavingleftatleastoneofyourcompanybehind.”
“Andwhatmusthappentothatone?”askedReepicheep.
“Hemustgoonintotheuttereastandneverreturnintotheworld.”
“Thatismyheart’sdesire,”saidReepicheep.
“AndareweneartheWorld’sEndnow,Sir?”askedCaspian.“Haveyouanyknowledgeoftheseasandlandsfurthereastthanthis?”
“Isawthemlongago,”saidtheOldMan,“butitwasfromagreatheight.Icannottellyousuchthingsassailorneedtoknow.”
“Doyoumeanyouwereflyingintheair?”Eustaceblurtedout.
“Iwasalongwayabovetheair,myson,”repliedtheOldMan.“IamRamandu.ButIseethatyoustareatonanotherandhavenotheardthisname.Andnowonder,forthedayswhenIwasastarhadceasedlongbeforeanyofyouknewthisworld,andalltheconstellationshavechanged.”
“Golly,”saidEdmundunderhisbreath.“He’saretiredstar.”
“Aren’tyouastaranylonger?”askedLucy.
“Iamastaratrest,mydaughter,”answeredRamandu
“WhenIsetforthelasttime,decrepitandoldbeyondallthatyoucanreckon,Iwascarriedtothisisland.IamnotsooldnowasIwasthen.Everymorningabirdbringsmeafire-berryfromthevalleysintheSun,andeachfire-berrytakesawayalittleofmyage.AndwhenIhavebecomeasyoungasthechildthatwasbornyesterday,thenIshalltakemyrisingagain(forweareatearth’seasternrim)andoncemoretreadthegreatdance.”
“Inourworld,”saidEustace,“astarisahugeballofflaminggas.”
“Eveninyourworld,myson,thatisnotwhatastarisbutonlywhatitismadeof.Andinthisworldyouavealreadymetastar,forIthinkyouhavebeenwithCoriakin.”
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