the last battle, post the second

I finished reading this book just moments ago. Ever wonder what heaven might be like? I don't know, but I certainly find C.S. Lewis' imagination of it agreeable. This world, just an ersatz place. A copy and mere shadow of the real one. I dare not give it all away, but I must quote Lucy and Digory:

"'Those hills,' said Lucy, 'the nice woody ones and the blue ones behind—aren't they very like the Southern border of Narnia? ... And yet they're not like,' said Lucy. 'They're different. They have more colors on them and they look further away than I remembered and they're more ... more ... oh, I don't know ...'

'More like the real thing,' said the Lord Digory softly."