C. S. Lewis Daily — From The Darkness Into The Light

At Beaversdam they re-crossed the river and came east again along the southern bank. They came to a little cottage where a child stood in the doorway crying. “Why are you crying, my love?” asked Aslan. The child, who had never seen a picture of a lion, was not afraid of him. “Auntie’s very ill,” […]

C. S. Lewis Daily — From The Darkness Into The Light

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