Хроники Нарнии
Deeper Magic from before the Dawn of Time
ThatridewasperhapsthemostwonderfulthingthathappenedtotheminNarnia.Haveyoueverhadagalloponahorse?Thinkofthat;andthentakeawaytheheavynoiseofthehoofsandthejingleofthebitsandimagineinsteadthealmostnoiselesspaddingofthegreatpaws.Thenimagineinsteadoftheblackorgreyorchestnutbackofthehorsethesoftroughnessofgoldenfur,andthemaneflyingbackinthewind.Andthenimagineyouaregoingabouttwiceasfastasthefastestracehorse.Butthisisamountthatdoesn’tneedtobeguidedandnevergrowstired.Herushesonandon,nevermissinghisfooting,neverhesitating,threadinghiswaywithperfectskillbetweentreetrunks,jumpingoverbushandbriarandthesmallerstreams,wadingthelarger,swimmingthelargestofall.Andyouareridingnotonaroadnorinaparknorevenonthedowns,butrightacrossNarnia,inspring,downsolemnavenuesofbeechandacrosssunnygladesofoak,throughwildorchardsofsnow-whitecherrytrees,pastroaringwaterfallsandmossyrocksandechoingcaverns,upwindyslopesalightwithgorsebushes,andacrosstheshouldersofheatherymountainsandalonggiddyridgesanddown,down,downagainintowildvalleysandoutintoacresofblueflowers.
Itwasnearlymiddaywhentheyfoundthemselveslookingdownasteephillsideatacastle-alittletoycastleitlookedfromwheretheystood-whichseemedtobeallpointedtowers.ButtheLionwasrushingdownatsuchaspeedthatitgrewlargereverymomentandbeforetheyhadtimeeventoaskthemselveswhatitwastheywerealreadyonalevelwithit.Andnowitnolongerlookedlikeatoycastlebutrosefrowninginfrontofthem.Nofacelookedoverthebattlementsandthegateswerefastshut.AndAslan,notatallslackinghispace,rushedstraightasabullettowardsit.
"TheWitch’shome!"hecried."Now,children,holdtight."
