The Disembodied Head of C.S. Lewis

It's like a Tom Lehrer song: I got this from Avedon Carol, who got it from Ken MacLeod, who got it from Farah Mendlesohn. Aslan Shrugged:

"It was Digory Ketterley. He said, 'Look, all of you, upon Aslan –'"

And here, a strange thrill passes through Lucy's heart, as if that name contained every beauty and every joy –

"'Aslan, supporting on his shoulders the suffering of the world. It is through his virtue that all of you may sin. It is through his pain and his labor that all of you are sustained. He is the cause for all your iniquity. Well, it's not fair! Why should he take it? What if the lion that bears up this sinful world were to . . . shrug?'"

"Oh," says Lucy.

"And when he heard these words, it was as if a great burden fell away from the king of beasts, and his shoulders, that had slumped, grew high. And he roared, and it was full of joy and sorrow. And then he turned. And he walked away from us, then, away from the talking animals and the fauns and the women of the wood and the wells, and left us alone, and one by one the humans followed, until there were no more Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve in all of Narnia."

Don't forget to read the Author's Note and parts Two and Three

The home of the piece is well worth exploring. Is it a blog? Is it a game? Is it a developing fiction in blog format? All I can say is that if Fafnir, Giblets, and the Medium Lobster regularly took their stabilizing meds and developed an interest in philosophy and theology, the result might look something like Hitherby Dragons.