The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

"And now," said Aslan, "you men and women of Telmar, will you go back to that island
in the world of men from which your fathers first came? It is no bad place. The race of
those pirates who first found it has died out, and it is without inhabitants. There are good
wells of fresh water, and fruitful soil, and timber for building, and fish in the lagoons; and
the other men of that world have not yet discovered it. The chasm is open for your return;
but this I must warn you, that once you have gone through, it will close behind you for
ever. There will be no more commerce between the worlds by that door."
There was silence for a moment. Then a burly, decent looking fellow among the
Telmarine soldiers pushed forward and said:
"Well, I'll take the offer."
"It is well chosen," said Aslan. "And because you have spoken first, strong magic is upon
you. Your future in that world shall be good. Come forth."
The man, now a little pale, came forward. Aslan and his court drew aside, leaving him
free access to the empty doorway of the stakes.
"Go through it, my son," said Aslan, bending towards him and touching the man's nose
with his own. As soon as the Lion's breath came about him, a new look came into the
man's eyes - startled, but not unhappy - as if he were trying to remember something. Then
he squared his shoulders and walked into the Door.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him. They saw the three pieces of wood, and through them
the trees and grass and sky of Narnia. They saw the man between the doorposts: then, in
one second, he had vanished utterly.
From the other end of the glade the remaining Telmarines set up a wailing. "Ugh! What's
happened to him? Do you mean to murder us? We won't go that way." And then one of
the clever Telmarines said:
"We don't see any other world through those sticks. If you want us to believe in it, why
doesn't one of you go? All your own friends are keeping well away from the sticks."
Instantly Reepicheep stood forward and bowed. "If my example can be of any service,
Aslan," he said, "I will take eleven mice through that arch at your bidding without a
moment's delay."
"Nay, little one," said Aslan, laying his velvety paw ever so lightly on Reepicheep's head.
"They would do dreadful things to you in that world. They would show you at fairs. It is
others who must lead."
"Come on," said Peter suddenly to Edmund and Lucy. "Our time's up."
"What do you mean?" said Edmund.