At last something white.a long， level line of whiteness hat gleamed in the light of the standing stars.came oving towards them from the eastern end of the world. widespread noise broke the silence： first a murmur then rumble， then a roar. And now they could see what it was hat was coming， and how fast it came. It was a foaming all of water. The sea was rising. In that treeless world you ould see it very well. You could see all the rivers getting ider and the lakes getting larger， and separate lakes ining into one， and valleys turning into new lakes， and ills turning into islands， and then those islands vanishing. nd the high moors to their left and the higher mountains o their right crumbled and slipped down with a roar and splash into the mounting water； and the water came wirling up to the very threshold of the Doorway （but never assed it） so that the foam splashed about Aslan‘s forefeet. ll now was level water from where they stood to where theaters met the sky.
