Narnijos rainis

Previously

…The crack let him out into the night air, and he gasped. The stars were bright, and the stone circle stood silent around him. He dropped the cloth and looked up at the sky. Somewhere up there, Laima had flown. And soon, Jonas would too. But as he picked up the cloth again, he heard a sound from the cave—a soft, echoing mew, as if someone was calling him back. He hesitated. What else might be hidden in that darkness? He shook his head. One mystery at a time, he thought. Tomorrow, he would find the moonmint. Tomorrow, the dream would take another step. He padded down the hill, the cloth in his mouth, his heart full of light.