Narnijos rainis

Previously

…“You are not the first to seek the Heart of the Sky. The others are still here. Waiting. Lost.” Mikutis stopped. The air inside the tower was cold, and the darkness seemed to move. Jonas grabbed his paw. “We stick together, right?” “Right,” Mikutis said. They stepped inside together, and the door closed behind them with a click that echoed like a final lock turning. Above the farm, the stars began to spin faster, and a thin, dark crack appeared in the sky—a seam where the light was leaking away. The star cat, still standing on the hill, looked up and felt a tremor in its old bones. “Hurry, little ones,” it whispered to the wind. “The night is growing older.”