Chapter 1: For You
A light chill filled the air as Lyra stepped outside, eyes adjusting to the blare of the sun as Pan curled against her neck as an ermine, staying close.
“Here, my love.”
Her mother was guiding her, grasping her arm softly and nudging her along. Lyra hadn’t left the cabin in a long while—weeks, perhaps, or maybe a month. Her legs felt numb and stiff as she moved forward, soles of her feet crunching against some kind of gravel.
Are we on a road? Pan asked, barely able to discern their surroundings himself as they moved forward, warmth and heat touching their skin and fur.
Lyra didn’t know, and she said and thought nothing as Mrs. Coulter continued to lead her, a soft fragrance whirling through Lyra’s nostrils as they continued down some sort of travel path.
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