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the green grass.Soon the wind was in their faces and Fledge’s wings settled down to a steady beat.
All Narnia,many-coloured with lawns and rocks and heather and different sorts of trees,lay spread out below them,the river winding through it like a ribbon of quicksilver.They could already see over the tops of the low hills which lay northward on their right;beyond those hills a great moorland sloped gently up and up to the horizon.On their left the mountains were much higher,but every now and then there was a gap when you could see,between steep pine woods,a glimpse of the southern lands that lay beyond them,looking blue and far away.
“That’ll be where Archenland is,”said Polly.
“Yes,but look ahead !”said Digory.
For now a great barrier of cliffs rose before them and they were almost dazzled by the sunlight dancing on the great waterfall by which the river roars and sparkles down into Narnia itself from the high western lands in which it rises.They were flyin