Hello from the precipice of my children’s holiday break. We are reading CS Lewis right now, and are nearing the end of Prince Caspian. As Lucy, Peter, Susan and Edmund are on their journey, they are toiling along the precipice of a river, and so my kids asked me what this word meant.
“Well, it’s kind of like being at the top of a cliff,” I said, without looking up the word in the dictionary.
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