The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

Why not hide in the woods, or even up in the Western Waste beyond the great waterfall
and live like outlaws? And then they might gradually get stronger and stronger, for
Talking Beasts and Archenlanders would be joining them every day. And at last they'd
come out of hiding and sweep the Calormenes (who would have got careless by then) out
of the country and Narnia would be revived. After all, something very like that had
happened in the time of King Miraz!
And Tirian heard all this and thought "But what about Tash?" and felt in his bones that
none of it was going to happen. But he didn't say so.
When they got nearer to Stable Hill of course everyone became quiet. Then the real
wood-work began. From the moment at which they first saw the Hill to the moment at
which they all arrived at the back of the stable, it took them over two hours. It's the sort
of thing one couldn't describe properly unless one wrote pages and pages about it. The
journey from each bit of cover to the next was a separate adventure, and there were very
long waits in between, and several false alarms. If you are a good Scout or a good Guide
you will know already what it must have been like. By about sunset they were all safe in
a clump of holly trees about fifteen yards behind the stable. They all munched some
biscuit and lay down.
Then came the worst part, the waiting. Luckily for the children they slept for a couple of
hours, but of course they woke up when the night grew cold, and what was worse, woke
up very thirsty and with no chance of getting a drink. Puzzle just stood, shivering a little
with nervousness, and said nothing. But Tirian, with his head against Jewel's flank, slept
as soundly as if he were in his royal bed at Cair Paravel, till the sound of a gong beating
awoke him and he sat up and saw that there was firelight on the far side of the stable and
knew that the hour had come.
"Kiss me, Jewel," he said. "For certainly this is our last night on earth. And if ever I
offended against you in any matter great or small, forgive me now."
"Dear King," said the Unicorn, "I could almost wish you had, so that I might forgive it.
Farewell. We have known great joys together. If Aslan gave me my choice I would
choose no other life than the life I have had and no other death than the one we go to."
Then they woke up Farsight, who was asleep with his head under his wing (it made him
look as if he had no head at all), and crept forward to the stable. They left Puzzle (not
without a kind word, for no one was angry with him now) just behind it, telling him not
to move till someone came to fetch him, and took up their position at one end of the
stable.
The bonfire had not been lit for long and was just beginning to blaze up. It was only a
few feet away from them, and the great crowd of Narnian creatures were on the other side
of it, so that Tirian could not at first see them very well, though of course he saw dozens
of eyes shining with the reflection of the fire, as you've seen a rabbit's or cat's eyes in the