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but sometimes, and more often recently, they simply had to get away from each other.
gaze across the wide-open meadow towards the mail depot.
How good is a pine martens eyesight
What about the other?” “He did return to the station, but set off at once for Europe. His name is Hassall.
“The alethiometer—” “No, no, no. Old-fashioned, vague, too full of speculation. Give me facts, Marcel.”
Lol it is world breaking tech
it was a novel called The Hyperchorasmians, and Pan thought Lyra was paying it far too much attention.
But I knew I’d have to argue to get you to tell me about it, and frankly…” He said nothing.
Did u know cuz he just said he wants to tell u now
“Oh, I don’t know,” she finished. “I’m tired of this.
Girl tbis is like all on u
“The first thing I remember is when I was taken to Jordan for the first time. I don’t know how old I was—probably just a baby. I was being carried by a big man.
Doesnt remember her mom
What’s the first thing you remember?” “The smell of roses,” said Miriam at once. “What, a garden somewhere?” “No. My father’s factory.
“But everyone will know….” “So what? It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
although Daddy has been to Latakia again and again, he can’t find a good source anywhere—apparently the big medical companies are buying everything up before anyone else can—there’s
Sinister Rose Magic
“So we spent all that time and effort and she didn’t even tell me the thing she was worried about most? I don’t think much of that,” Lyra said,
Boo
“And they seemed to know about separation,” he said. “The man who was killed and his dæmon.
The card had been issued by His Majesty’s Foreign Office to Anthony John Roderick Hassall,
but we know that he was killed. So it’s really a matter for the police. We’ve got to, Pan.” “Mm,” he said. “S’pose so.”
Lol lyra trying to.mgo to the police like a nube
“That’s the man from last night. That’s the killer. I’m certain of it.” He meant the taller and heavier of the two policemen.
I told u: acab
each of them being so scrupulously polite and attentive to the other that it was almost painful.
“It used to be you who was impulsive,” said Pan, “and me who kept holding you back. We’re different now.”
They can’t all be in a conspiracy with him. There must be someone honest there.
Acab!!!
“You used to be optimistic. You used to think that whatever we did would turn out well.
“I used to be young” was all she could find to say.
Lol at 20
Will Parry had a power of becoming invisible that had astonished the witches of the north, who used to vanish from sight in the same way: by reducing what was interesting about themselves until they were almost unnoticeable.
He was frowning, his eyes half closed, and there was a faint sheen of sweat on his white forehead. “Are you unwell?” said Delamare. “You know how the new method affects me. It puts a severe strain on the nerves.”
But I can tell you one thing: there was someone watching.” “Watching the operation? Who was that?” “No idea. Couldn’t tell. But there was someone else there who saw it all.”
Huh howd he know that
I think maybe it could have been her. That girl. I didn’t see her, mind. But it could have been.”
Lyra had worked well and was beginning to understand the complexities of Mediterranean and Byzantine politics,
Ooo i hope shes travls there and we get byzantium steampunk
“History’s not over, you see. It’s happening all the time.
It’s a rosewater dish.”
Convenient
It was like the smell of sunlight itself.
Let’s go and look in the rucksack.” “Not now. That’ll keep.
Not curious at all
“Who’s this?” said one of the girls. They all ignored her. Billy moved up along the bench, and Lyra sat down. “Hey,” said the other girl. “What you doing butting in?” Lyra ignored her too.
Ugh girls amirite
She began to blush; she was mortified to remember how unpleasantly she’d behaved to the two girls, when it would have been so easy to be friendly to them.
Chen the camel herder says he has been into Karamakan.
Many people had tried, but most had given up before they reached more than a little way, because of the pain of the journey akterrakeh,
They know of his power to separate, and fear and shun him because of it. Was he not afraid for his dæmon? If she got lost, what would he have done?
And where was this Blue Hotel? He didn’t know where it was. Just a place where dæmons go.
The optical phenomena are by some way most marked with ol. R. lopnoriae.
Nor is that all: given the nature of what the optical process discloses, there will be religious and political anger,
expected it would be hard to persuade Cartwright to let us make the attempt, but he was all in favor.
Cariad begs me not to. Hassall’s dæmon likewise.
The mirages, if that is what they are, disappear as you look directly at them, but recombine at once when you look away. They seem to be like images of furious gods or devils making threatening gestures.
Those are djinn
He hasn’t seen it since yesterday. When asked, he can’t say what exactly he saw. I assume the red building, but H and I have seen no sign of it,
They seem to have no dæmons, but Hassall and I are beyond being frightened by that now.
Hassall and I both made out, several times, the word gül, which means rose in many languages of Central Asia.
Huh i guess the rose stuff and demon separation are related
I said in Latin: We intend no harm to you or your people. May we know what you are guarding in this place? Immediate recognition and understanding.
We are anxious because our friends have disappeared. We think they might have come here.
One way only, not so.
Not what? No one's proposed a way of entering
But if they enter, they may not leave.
What payment would be satisfactory? A life, was the disconcerting answer.
Why can we not grow your roses outside this desert? The only answer that received was a look of scorn.
