And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear
Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?
Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?
The rain screams as it falls, setting Lyra's teeth on edge. Of all the weather from recent seasons, she has to admit that this is her least favorite. Memory mud she can handle. The wildfires of Longheat were unfortunate, it's true, and she wouldn't wish them on anyone - but these weeping, wailing, moaning thunderclaps are ruining rain for her.
She winds up in King's End as a training exercise, but the weather seems to have deterred her, at least momentarily. She's having a hard time finding a shop that sells maps through the dim light of the drizzle, and she refuses to wander out into the wilderness of King's End without access to one.
A shout is the only indication that something is coming, and then a golden streak is winding between Lyra's legs. Startled, the woman looks down to find that a dragon has inexplicably appeared. Stuck somewhere between laughter and concern - clearly it doesn't like the scream rain any more than she does - Lyra kneels to say hello. A man who she assumes is the dragon's bonded appears, running a hand through his damp hair. "Oh, it's no trouble!" she assures him. "This is a much warmer welcome than I was expecting, what with the rain and all."
She winds up in King's End as a training exercise, but the weather seems to have deterred her, at least momentarily. She's having a hard time finding a shop that sells maps through the dim light of the drizzle, and she refuses to wander out into the wilderness of King's End without access to one.
A shout is the only indication that something is coming, and then a golden streak is winding between Lyra's legs. Startled, the woman looks down to find that a dragon has inexplicably appeared. Stuck somewhere between laughter and concern - clearly it doesn't like the scream rain any more than she does - Lyra kneels to say hello. A man who she assumes is the dragon's bonded appears, running a hand through his damp hair. "Oh, it's no trouble!" she assures him. "This is a much warmer welcome than I was expecting, what with the rain and all."
