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“Emeth came walking forward into the open strip of grass between the bonfire and the Stable. His eyes were shining, his face was solemn, his hand was on his sword-hilt, and he carried his head high. Jill felt like crying when she looked at his face. And Jewel whispered in the King's ear, "By the Lion's Mane, I almost love this young warrior, Calormene though he be. He is worthy of a better god than Tash.”

Quote by C. S. Lewis

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The Chronicles of Narnia Vol VII: The Last Battle

In this concluding installment of C.S. Lewis's classic series, the fate of Narnia is at stake as the last battle between good and evil unfolds. The story follows the adventures of the Pevensie siblings and their friends as they confront the forces of darkness in a quest to save the land they have come to love. more

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C. S. Lewis
C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis was a British novelist, academic, and Christian theologian. He is renowned for his fictional works, particularly The Chronicles of Narnia, a series of fantasy novels that have become a beloved classic of children's literature. Lewis also penned adult fiction, including the science fiction trilogy Out of the Silent Planet and the space trilogy. His non-fiction works, such as Mere Christianity and The Problem of Pain, have had a significant impact on Christian thought and spirituality. more

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