This is book is about to contain the best topic you've ever read. I will be taking up the task of putting out Charles Perrault's Stories published in 1697 such as Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty In The Woods and comparing them to the Disney Movie Car...
Please do not copy these chapters to any other website, this is a private book for reference to those who write and read and are unfamiliar with the stories since they may not have had access to them. I have no intentions of publishing this publicly at all if you see someone doing that they violate copyright law, you must report them immediately. This is a second edition book in which the stories were reprinted and not the exact original copy from all book set of three books containing every book in the Narnia Series in Chronological order and they made up three big book boxset and I own this set. This is just for me as a reference and private Wattpad only book so that others unfamiliar with these stories may be able to read and catch up even if they do not own the book, do not have access to a computer or wifi for that matter. C. S. Lewis was and is to this day one of my favorite authors. He served in the World Wars and when he got too old to do that he rescued four real children of which Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy are inspired from. So these characters aren't just characters they're more real than any other characters I know. And since I've put up one Christmas story it is only right I should do an even more beloved version. And the way I update this will be out of chronological order this story and the stories that follow will become huge points of cultural learning about Earth and how it works giving young Fairies a big shock in The Problems of Negativix. I will also continue my reference notes and opinions in my special () so that is not just the story, my dear Skylights. -Lumna10.
Chapter 3: The Ape In Its Glory
"Master Horse, Master Horse," said Tirian as he hastily out its traces, "how came these aliens to enslave you? Is Narnia conquered? Has there been a battle?" "No, Sire," panted the horse, "Aslan is here. It is all by his orders. He has commanded –– 'Ware danger, King," said Jewel. Tirian looked up and saw that Calormenes (mixed with a few Talking Beasts) were beginning to run towards them from every direction. The two dead men had died without a cry and so it had taken a moment before the rest of the crowd knew what had happened. But now they did. Most of them had naked scimitars in their hands. "Quick. On my back," said Jewel. The King flung himself astride of his old friend who turned and galloped away. He changed direction twice or thrice as soon as they were out of sight of their enemies, crossed a stream, and shouted without slackening his pace, "Whither away, Sire? To Cair Paravel?" "Hold hard, friend," said Tirian. "Let me off." He slid off the Unicorn's back and faced him. "Jewel," said the King. "We have done a dreadful deed." "We were sorely provoked," said Jewel. "But to leap on them unawares –– without defying them –– while they were unarmed –– faugh! We are two murderers, Jewel. I am dishonoured forever." Jewel drooped his head. He too was ashamed. "And then," said the King, "the Horse said it was by Aslan's orders. The Rat said the same. They all say Aslan is here. How if it were true?"
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"But Sire, how could Aslan be commanding such dreadful things?" "He is not a tame lion," said Tirian. "How should we know whar he would do? We, who are murderers. Jewel, I kil go back. I will give up my sword and put myself in the hands of these Calormenes and ask that they bring me before Aslan. Let him do justice on me." "You will go to your death, then," said Jewel. "Do you think I care if Aslan dooms me to death?" said he King: "That would be nothing, nothing at all. Would it not be better to be dead than to have this horrible fear that Aslan has come and is not like the Aslan we have believed in and longed for? It is as if the sun rose one day and were a black sun." "I know," said Jewel. "Or as if you drank water and it were dry water. You are in the right, Sire. This is the end of all things. Let us go and give ourselves up." "There is no need for both of us to go." "If ever we loved one another, let me go with you now," said the Unicorn. "If you are dead and if Aslan is not Aslan, what life is left for me?" (The unicorn is smart is was stupid of King Tirian to throw her words back at her for a far too repeated sentences loses their meaning altogether.-Lumna10) They turned and walked back together, shedding bitter tears. As soon as they came to the place where the work was going on the Calormenes raised a cry and came towards them with their weapons in hand. But the King held out his sword with the hilt towards them and said: "I who was King of Narnia and am now a dishonoured knight give myself up to the justice of Aslan. Bring me before him." "And I give myself up too," said Jewel. Then the dark men came round them in a thick crowd, smelling of garlic and onions, their white eyes flashing (in our real Earth has white eyes and nobody's born with them. I did a statement on every eye colour possible to be more with or to gain in one of my other random books another thing to tell you the Calormenes are a fake race of people nothing that they could say even matters ever that much.-Lumna10) dreadfully in their brown faces. They put a rope halter ound Jewel's neck. They took the King's sword away and red his hands behind his back. One of the Calormenes, who had a helmet instead of a turban and seemed to be in command, snatched the gold circlet off Titian's head and hastily put it away somewhere among his clothes. They led the two prisoners uphill to a place where there was a big clearing. And this was what the prisoners saw. At the centre of the clearing, which was also the highest point of the hill, there was a little hut like a stable, with a thatched roof. Its door was shut. On the grass in front of the door there sat an Ape. Tirian and Jewel, who had been expecting to see Aslan and had heard nothing about an Ape yet, were very bewildered when they saw it. The Ape was of course Shift himself, but he looked ten times uglier than when he lived by Caldron Pool, for he was now dressed up. He was wearing a scarlet jacket which did not fit him very well, having been made for a dwarf. He had jewelled slippers on his hind paws which would not stay on properly because, as you know, the hind paws of an Ape are really like hands. He wore what seemed to be a paper crown on his head. There was a great pile of nuts beside him and he kept cracking nuts with his jaws and spitting out the shells. And he also kept on pulling up the scarlet jacket to scratch himself. A great number of Talking Beasts stood facing him, and nearly every face in that crowd looked miserably worried and bewildered. When they saw who the prisoners were they all groaned and whimpered. "O Lord Shift, mouthpiece of Aslan," said the chief Calormene. "We bring you prisoners. By our skill and courage and by the permission of the great god Tash we have taken alive these two desperate murderers."
