That night they all ate and drank together at the great able between the pillars where the feast was magically enewed： and next morning the Dawn Treader set sail once ore just when the great birds had come and gone again. “Lady，” said Caspian， “I hope to speak with you again hen I have broken the enchantments.” And Ramandu’s aughter looked at him and smiled.
The Wonders Of The Last Sea
Very soon after they had left Ramandu‘s country they began to feel that they had already sailed beyond the world. All was different. For one thing they all found that they were needing less sleep. One did not want to go to bed nor to eat much， nor even to talk except in low voices. Another thing was the light. There was too much of it. The sun when it came up each morning looked twice， if not three times， its usual size. And every morning （which gave Lucy the strangest feeling of all） the huge white birds， singing their song with human voices in a language no one knew， streamed overhead and vanished astern on their way to their breakfast at Aslan’s Table. A little later they came flying back and vanished into the east.