Unit17Laughter【导读】《最后一战》是英国作家C·S·刘易斯创作的《纳尼亚传奇》系列小说的最后一部。该书是“纳尼亚传奇”的终结篇。国王蒂莲为了解救纳尼亚的生灵向狮王阿斯兰求救，唤来了尤斯塔斯和吉尔。他们救出蒂莲国王，带领独角兽等忠诚的动物，同卡乐门军队、反叛的野兽以及小矮人展开了惊心动魄的战斗。狮王力挽狂澜，开天辟地，用至高无上的力量打造了一个崭新的纳尼亚。NightFallsonNarnia(Excerpt)TheyallstoodbesideAslan,onhisrightside,andlookedthroughtheopendoorway.Thebonfirehadgoneout.Ontheearthallwasblackness:infactyoucouldnothavetoldthatyouwerelookingintoawoodifyouhadnotseenwherethedarkshapesofthetreesendedandthestarsbegan.ButwhenAslanhadroaredyetagain,outontheirlefttheysawanotherblackshape.Thatis,theysawanotherpatchwheretherewerenostars:andthepatchroseuphigherandhigherandbecametheshapeofaman,thehugestofallgiants.TheyallknewNarniawellenoughtoworkoutwherehemustbestanding.HemustbeonthehighmoorlandsthatstretchawaytotheNorthbeyondtheRiverShribble.ThenJillandEustacerememberedhowoncelongago,inthedeepcavesbeneaththosemoors,theyhadseenagreatgiantasleepandbeentoldthathisnamewasFatherTime,andthathewouldwakeonthedaytheworldended.“Yes，”saidAslan,thoughtheyhadnotspoken.“WhilehelaydreaminghisnamewasTime.Nowthatheisawakehewillhaveanewone.”Thenthegreatgiantraisedahorntohismouth.Theycouldseethisbythechangeoftheblackshapehemadeagainstthestars.Afterthat－quiteabitlater,becausesoundtravelssoslowly－theyheardthesoundofthehorn:highandterrible,yetofastrange,deadlybeauty.Immediatelytheskybecamefullofshootingstars.Evenoneshootingstarisafinethingtosee;buttheseweredozens,andthenscores,andthenhundreds,tillitwaslikesilverrain:anditwentonandon.Andwhenithadgoneonforsomewhile,oneortwoofthembegantothinkthattherewasanotherdarkshapeagainsttheskyaswellasthegiant's.Itwasinadifferentplace,rightoverhead,upintheveryroofoftheskyasyoumightcallit.“Perhapsitisacloud，”thoughtEdmund.Atanyrate,therewerenostarsthere:justblackness.Butallaround,thedownpourofstarswenton.Andthenthestarlesspatchbegantogrow,spreadingfurtherandfurtheroutfromthecentreofthesky.Andpresentlyaquarterofthewholeskywasblack,andthenahalf,andatlasttherainofshootingstarswasgoingononlylowdownnearthehorizon.Withathrillofwonder(andtherewassometerrorinittoo)theyallsuddenlyrealizedwhatwashappening.Thespreadingblacknesswasnotacloudatall:itwassimplyemptiness.Theblackpartoftheskywasthepartinwhichtherewerenostarsleft.Allthestarswerefalling:Aslanhadcalledthemhome.Thelastfewsecondsbeforetherainofstarshadquiteendedwereveryexciting.Starsbeganfallingallroundthem.Butstarsinthatworldarenotthegreatflamingglobestheyareinours.Theyarepeople(EdmundandLucyhadoncemetone).Sonowtheyfoundshowersofglitteringpeople,allwithlonghairlikeburningsilverandspearslikewhitehotmetal,rushingdowntothemoutoftheblackair,swifterthanfallingstones.Theymadeahissingnoiseastheylandedandburntthegrass.Andallthesestarsglidedpastthemandstoodsomewherebehind,alittletotheright.Thiswasagreatadvantage,becauseotherwise,nowthattherewerenostarsinthesky,everythingwouldhavebeencompletelydarkandyoucouldhaveseennothing.Asitwas,thecrowdofstarsbehindthemcastafierce,whitelightovertheirshoulders.TheycouldseemileuponmileofNarnianwoodsspreadoutbeforethem,lookingasiftheywerefloodlit.Everybushandalmosteverybladeofgrasshaditsblackshadowbehindit.Theedgeofeveryleafstoodoutsosharpthatyou'dthinkyoucouldcutyourfingeronit.Onthegrassbe...
