CHAPTER ONE
THIS is the story of an adventure.A poor fisherman called Arsheesh, and the boy's name was Shasta.
One day there came from the South a stranger, he was a Tarkaan or great lord.
"I have a mind to buy that boy of yours."said the Tarkaan
This boy is manifestly no son of yours, for your cheek is as dark as mine but the boy is fair and white.
"I wish you could talk, old fellow."
The Horse said, "But I can."
“Tarkaan Anradin he's bad.” The horse said
"Then I'd better run away," said Shasta
They decided together that they should go to the lands of Narnia headed to the north.
"Can I call you Bree?"
"And what shall I call you?"
"I'm called Shasta."
"For Narnia and the North."
"For Narnia and the North."
And so the adventure began.
