Sara Dick

“They have always come in when things were at their worst. Oh if only they could now.'
And he called out 'Aslan! Aslan! Aslan! Come and help us now!'
But the darkness and the cold and the quietness went on just the same.
'Let me be killed,' cried the Kind. 'I ask nothing for myself. But come and save all Narnia
And still there was no change in the night or the wood, but there began to be a kind of change inside Tirian. Without knowing why, he began to feel a faint hope. And he somehow felt stronger. 'Oh, Aslan, Aslan,' he whispered. 'If you will not come yourself, at least send me the helpers from beyond the world. Or let me call them. Let my voice carry beyond the world.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle