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The Chronicles of Narnia - Wikipedia The Chronicles of Narnia is a series of seven fantasy novels by C. S. Lewis. It is considered a classic of children's literature and is the author's best-known work.

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The Chronicles Of Narnia (7 Book Series) - From Book 1: Don’t miss one of America’s top 100 most-loved novels, selected by PBS’s The Great American Read. Narnia . . . a land frozen in eternal winter.

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The Last Battle - Wikipedia The Last Battle is a high fantasy novel for children by C. S. Lewis, published by The Bodley Head in 1956. It was the seventh and final novel in The Chronicles of.

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The Chronicles of Narnia - Wikiquote For the 2008 movie, see The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. Who believes in Aslan nowadays? Trumpkin to Caspian, in Ch. 5. : Caspian's Adventure In The Mountains