Narnijos rainis

Previously

…Mikutis stared at the dim orb in his paw. It was flickering, dying. The hope he had given was fading. He had failed. But as the shadow hand closed around the windmill, a new light appeared—a silver glint from the east, growing brighter. And a familiar voice, the star cat's voice, whispered in his ear, "The first light is not the end. It is the beginning. Look for the second light, Mikutis. Look for the light that lies within you." Mikutis turned. The star cat stood on the windmill's railing, its eyes glowing. And in its paw, it held a tiny, silver spark.