Saturday, August 08, 2015
But no one except Lucy knew that as it circled the mast it had whispered to her, "Courage, dear heart," and the voice, she felt sure, was Aslan's, and with the voice a delicious smell breathed in her face.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Kecharitomene: music and musings, with many possible layers of meanings, composed and performed by Loreena McKennit.
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