“Nobody called me and Scrubb, you know. It was we who asked to come here. Scrubb said we were to call to - to Somebody - it was a name I wouldn’t know - and perhaps the Somebody would let us in. And we did, and we found the door open.”
“You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you,” said the Lion.
I finally finished Talia’s hat. It is now normal head size and the width of the band part can be adjusted as much as she wants (kind of) or if she wants to not even fold it she can still wear it although it clearly is not that fashionable.
“Who are you?” asked Shasta.
“Myself,” said the Voice, very deep and low so that the earth shook: and again “Myself”, loud and clear and gay: and again the third time “Myself”, whispered so softly you could hardly hear it, and yet it seemed to come from all round you as if the leaves rustled with it.