At that moment they heard from behind them a loud noise – a great cracking, deafening noise as if a giant had broken a giant’s plate. “What’s that?” said Lucy, clutching Susan’s arm…
The Stone Table was broken into two pieces by a great crack that ran down it from end to end; and there was no Aslan…
They looked round. There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself. “Oh, Aslan!” cried both the children, staring up at him, almost as much frightened as they were glad. “Aren’t you dead then, dear Aslan?” said Lucy.
“Not now,” said Aslan.
from The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
by C.S. Lewis
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