Mine is in The Magician's Nephew, when the two children are in the Charn, and they walk into that hall. I used to read that part over and over again and I always wished that more of the book took place in Charn.

Mine is in The Magician's Nephew, when the two children are in the Charn, and they walk into that hall. I used to read that part over and over again and I always wished that more of the book took place in Charn.

I like it twice!

the crisis-es of faith in the silver chair, particularly when rillian charges eustace and jill, in the name of aslan, to free him. even though they have been warned that freeing him during his "fits" would unleash the monster in him, they must recognize one of aslan's signs to trust the first one that makes a request in his name.

yes, CHARN, definitely!

now i've forgotten: do they find some sort of warning inscription? i vaguely remember one, but it seems un-Lewis to have it be intelligible to them. anyway, i love the sense of ancient menace, forgotten history, and foreboding.

rethinking things, it's probably when eustace and jill discover the recipe that they are ingredients in. the silver chair is definitely my favorite book though. viva la puddleglumm!

...For a second they thought the room was full of people- hundreds of people, all seated, and all perfectly still...They were like the most wonderful waxworks you ever saw.

...The people sat in their stone chairs on each side of the room, and the floor was left free down the middle. You could walk down and look at the faces in turn.

"They were nice people, I think," said Digory.

Polly nodded. All the faces they could see were certainly nice. Both the men and women looked kind and wise, and they seemed to come of a handsome race. But after the children had gone a few steps down the room they came to faces that looked a little different. These were very solemn faces. You felt you would have to mind your P's and Q's, if you ever met living people who looked like that. When they had gone a little further, they found themselves among faces they didn't like; this was about the middle of the room. The faces here looked very strong and proud and happy, but they looked cruel. A little further on they looked crueler. Further on again, they were still cruel but they no longer looked happy. They were even despairing faces: as if the people they belonged to had done dreadful things and also suffered dreadful things. The last figure of all was the most interesting- a woman even more richly dressed than the others, very tall...with a look of such fierceness and pride that it took your breath away. Yet she was beautiful too.

...This woman, as I said, was the last: but there were plenty of empty chairs beyond her, as if the room had been intended for a much larger collection of images.

@lord doggington: I love the Silver Chair, too! Earlier this year my boyfriend reread it to me and he does an excellent Puddleglum.

@le_sacre: Yes! There is a warning, and it's like so:
"Make your choice, adventurous Stranger,
Strike the bell and bide the danger,
Or wonder till it drives you mad,
What would have followed if you had."

I am a dork. Yes, I am.

In the Silver Chair, my favorite part is probably a cross between learning about ruby juice and the part where they are captives of giants.

I'd have to re-read to be sure, but the scenes jumping out at me at first thought are all of "Voyage of the Dawntreader," and the scene where the talking horses roll around in the grass one last time just in case it's not normal in Narnia in "The Horse and His boy."

When one of the Bulgy Bears insists on being a marshal of the lists during the fight between Miraz and Caspian, and Trumpkin says no because he will suck on his paws, and the Bear says he won't, and Trumpkin says "you're doing it right now!"

Then later during the actual fight the bear totally sucks his paws. There's a great illustration of it.

@Jubilee: In other news, I love you.