And isn't it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
All along there was some
For a moment, Lyra thinks that he might refuse. There's a stubborn, mulish set to his jaw that she's seen before. Something just as obstinate lights in her eyes, but fortunately, there's no need for a battle. The leader seems to decide that it's in his best interest to be healed and allows her to approach - though he looks away, out over the Sea of Glass, as she begins to work.
"My name is Lyra," she says as her ring warms with magic. "I'm a search and rescue responder in Torchline. I came up here hoping to learn about the tundra. I want to be able to help people in more places than just the beach." Her ring does its work quickly and efficiently, and before long, Lyra drops her hand from the man's arm. "How does that feel?"
"My name is Lyra," she says as her ring warms with magic. "I'm a search and rescue responder in Torchline. I came up here hoping to learn about the tundra. I want to be able to help people in more places than just the beach." Her ring does its work quickly and efficiently, and before long, Lyra drops her hand from the man's arm. "How does that feel?"
Invisible string
Tying you to me?
Tying you to me?
Lyra
