With a thrill of wonder （and there was some terror in it too） they all suddenly realized what was happening. The spreading blackness was not a cloud at all： it was simply emptiness. The black part of the sky was the part in which there were no stars left. All the stars were falling： Aslan had called them home.
The last few seconds before the rain of stars had quite ended were very exciting. Stars began falling all round them. But stars in that world are not the great flaming globes they are in ours. They are people （Edmund and Lucy had once met one）. So now they found showers of glittering people， all with long hair like burning silver and spears like white.hot metal， rushing down to them out of the black air， swifter than falling stones. They made a hissing noise as they landed and burnt the grass. And all these stars glided past them and stood somewhere behind， a little to the right.