CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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t. On t you could not old t you o a ars began. But on t t is, tcars: and tc of all giants. to anding. be on t stretco the River Shribble.
tace remembered giant asleep and been told t ime, and t he world ended.
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t giant raised a o tars. After t - quite a bit later, because sound travels so sloerrible, yet of a strange, deadly beauty.
Immediately ting stars. Even one sing star is a fine to see; but till it
on and on. And o t t ts. It place, rig call it.
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began to gro from tre of tly a quarter of t last ting stars he horizon.
iterror in it too) t all: it iness. t of t in . All tars were falling: Aslan hem home.
t fears e ended ing. Stars began falling all round t stars in t t flaming globes t one). So notering people, all e- metal, ruso t of ter tones. t tars glided past tood someo t.
t advantage, because ot tars in tely dark and you could ars be a fierce, . Every bus every blade of grass s black s. tood out so s youd t your finger on it.
On t t thing was Aslans shadow.
It streamed ao t, enormous and very terrible. And all t arless forever.
t from betle to t) rong t it lit up even to Narnia: great dragons