Claude Monet A Corner of the StudioJohannes Vermeer girl with the pearl earringDiane Romanello Autumn Road
light flickered under a snow-thick roof, and Lyra thought she saw pale faces behind some of the windowpanes, and imagined their astonishment to see a child riding a great white bear.
At the center armor.
The man spoke in words she couldn't understand. lorek Byrnison replied in the same language, and the man gave a little moan of fear.
"He thinks we are devils," lorek told Lyra. "What shall I say?"of the little village there was an open space next to the jetty, where boats had been drawn up, mounds under the snow. The noise of the dogs was deafening, and just as Lyra thought it must have wakened everyone, a door opened and a man came out holding a rifle. His wolverine daemon leaped onto the woodstack beside the door, scattering snow.Lyra slipped down at once and stood between him and lorek Byrnison, conscious that she had told the bear there was no need for his
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