The Spell Begins to Break

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“Didn’t I tell you,” answered Mr. Beaver, “that she’d made it always winter and never Christmas? Didn’t I tell you? Well, just come and see!”

 And then they were all at the top and did see.

2014-12-23-09-00-54.jpgIt was a sledge, and it was reindeer with bells on their harness. But they were far bigger than the Witch’s reindeer, and they were not white but brown. And on the sledge sat  a person whom everyone knew the moment they set eyes on him. He was a huge man in a bright red robe (bright as holly berries) with a hood that had fur inside it and a great white beard that fell like a foamy waterfall over his chest. Everyone knew him because, though you see people of his sort only in Narnia, you see pictures of them and hear them talked about even in our world-the world on this side of the wardrobe door. But when you really see them in Narnia it is rather different. Some of the pictures of Father Christmas in our world make him look only funny and jolly. But now that the children actually stood looking at him they didn’t find it quite like that. He was so big, and so glad, and so real, that they all became quite still. They felt very glad, but also solemn.
“I’ve come at last,” said he.
C.S. Lewis “The Chronicles of Narnia”
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25 thoughts on “The Spell Begins to Break”

  12. Hi Abbie.
    (I prefer the ord sharing) 😊
    One suggestion for your reading list: a tale fot the time being by ruth ozeki, which i finished recently and has left a lasting impression. Meantime…
    Merry christmas (still is 25) and a great 2016.
    Brian

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