DISCLAIMER - okay, I don't own any characters that appeared in the series "His Dark Materials". But, I do own the character Gynna.
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NOTE - I was crying (literally) when I finished "The Amber Spyglass". Okay, I know it sounds stupid, but it was just so beautiful and sad! Then this idea fell into my head. So, with out further ado, on with the fic…
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"I can't take this anymore!" Will throw his arms up in the air and slammed the door with his foot. His daemon, Kirjava, rushed over to him-knowing precisely why he was so upset-and tried as best as she could to soothe him. He had just come home from the Botanic Garden, marking the forth year that he had been separated from Lyra. Will's mother had died while he was with Lyra and so all of his worrying about her and trying to get back because of her was in vain. Now it was only him, his faithful daemon, and the good Doctor Mary Malone. But, Mary had to leave town this week with her new job, so Will was all by himself-except for Kirjava.
"I know, Will. I know," was all she could say to him. She hated seeing him so upset and it killed her just as much as it hurt him.
"What can I do?" He was sobbing now. "I can't keep tearing myself up like this, can I?"
Will had grown into a handsome young man and stood a good six feet at his age of seventeen. His brown hair only got deeper and his face seemed to get harder every day. He started to soften when he was with Lyra, but now that he found he couldn't be with her, he became hard and showed emotion to only his faithful daemon.
"You can't do anything, Will," Kirjava whispered sadly. She rubbed her soft fur against Will's feet.
Will didn't eat anything that night, only went strait to bed after about an hour of crying. He soon fell into a light sleep, dreaming of his wonderfully beautiful Lyra and what she may look like at her age of sixteen.
About an hour after he fell asleep, he awoke with a start. Someone was in his room. He jumped out of bed and flickered on the light switch. No one.
"No one's here, Will," Kirjava said looking from the window to the door to him.
"I'm sure someone's in here though. I can feel it." He turned the lights back off and turned around. That's when he saw her. A woman was standing-or rather floating-in front of him and she was holding something.
"Will. I have a proposition for you," she whispered in a different type of accent. She wore a silver robe with a golden rope tied around the waist. She had long golden hair that touched the floor when she moved. She had crystal colored eyes that had a far away glow to them. She also had snow-white skin. But from past experiences, he knew not to trust appearances or first impressions.
"Who are you?" was his reply, a little stronger than expected. He then realized she was carrying a mirror with silver and gold on the edges. She also had no daemon.
"My name is Gynna. Are you ready for my proposition?" She spoke in a whisper it seemed all the time.
"What are you doing here?" Will demanded as Kirjava slowly made her way in front of him.
"I'm here to give you my proposition."
"Leave me alone." He turned his back on this woman and began making his way down the stairs.
"It involves Lyra." This caught his attention and he spun around to find her gone.
"What?" He turned around again to see her standing in front of him. "What about Lyra?" He demanded with slight fear of what could have happened to her.
Gynna smirked and floated back into his bedroom. Will and Kirjava followed slowly.
She sighed. "When I was young, the people in my realm began speaking of a girl who would defeat the Authority. I didn't believe it, but that's when my grandmother gave me this," She pointed to her mirror. "It's called the Mirror of Truth. It can read the past, present, and future when held by someone in my family. So, one night I decided to check out this girl. I found out her name was Lyra and she would in fact bring down the Authority and save the worlds. But, what intrigued me was not the girl. It was the boy who helped her…you."
"Me? What about me?"
"Let me finish. The two of you have a love that is so strong that nothing will ever break it. There's even a term used for it…"
On upon hearing the words soul mates, Will felt his heart begin to break all over again.
"It was then that I decided that two people who are soul mates shouldn't be separated. So, I began to make this-" and she held up a little vile that could fit in the palm of someone's hand. "-this is a concoction of mine that can give you and your daemon the strength to survive and live in Lyra's world."
It was then that Will's heart leaped with joy, for the first time in four years.
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ME - What do you guys think? Should I keep writing or should I quit while I'm a head. I know I'm going to regret saying this…but…flamesarewelcomeinthiscase!
EVIL TWIN OF ME - What she said was that flames are welcome, but only in this case.
ME - :::slaps evil twin::: Thank you so much, Evil Twin. Well, any ways, that right. I won't put them on my page of flames. I'll use them as…constructive criticism. So, that's all. Happy reviewing!
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NOTE - I was crying (literally) when I finished "The Amber Spyglass". Okay, I know it sounds stupid, but it was just so beautiful and sad! Then this idea fell into my head. So, with out further ado, on with the fic…
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I can't take this anymore!" Will throw his arms up in the air and slammed the door with his foot. His daemon, Kirjava, rushed over to him-knowing precisely why he was so upset-and tried as best as she could to soothe him. He had just come home from the Botanic Garden, marking the forth year that he had been separated from Lyra. Will's mother had died while he was with Lyra and so all of his worrying about her and trying to get back because of her was in vain. Now it was only him, his faithful daemon, and the good Doctor Mary Malone. But, Mary had to leave town this week with her new job, so Will was all by himself-except for Kirjava.
"I know, Will. I know," was all she could say to him. She hated seeing him so upset and it killed her just as much as it hurt him.
"What can I do?" He was sobbing now. "I can't keep tearing myself up like this, can I?"
Will had grown into a handsome young man and stood a good six feet at his age of seventeen. His brown hair only got deeper and his face seemed to get harder every day. He started to soften when he was with Lyra, but now that he found he couldn't be with her, he became hard and showed emotion to only his faithful daemon.
"You can't do anything, Will," Kirjava whispered sadly. She rubbed her soft fur against Will's feet.
Will didn't eat anything that night, only went strait to bed after about an hour of crying. He soon fell into a light sleep, dreaming of his wonderfully beautiful Lyra and what she may look like at her age of sixteen.
About an hour after he fell asleep, he awoke with a start. Someone was in his room. He jumped out of bed and flickered on the light switch. No one.
"No one's here, Will," Kirjava said looking from the window to the door to him.
"I'm sure someone's in here though. I can feel it." He turned the lights back off and turned around. That's when he saw her. A woman was standing-or rather floating-in front of him and she was holding something.
"Will. I have a proposition for you," she whispered in a different type of accent. She wore a silver robe with a golden rope tied around the waist. She had long golden hair that touched the floor when she moved. She had crystal colored eyes that had a far away glow to them. She also had snow-white skin. But from past experiences, he knew not to trust appearances or first impressions.
"Who are you?" was his reply, a little stronger than expected. He then realized she was carrying a mirror with silver and gold on the edges. She also had no daemon.
"My name is Gynna. Are you ready for my proposition?" She spoke in a whisper it seemed all the time.
"What are you doing here?" Will demanded as Kirjava slowly made her way in front of him.
"I'm here to give you my proposition."
"Leave me alone." He turned his back on this woman and began making his way down the stairs.
"It involves Lyra." This caught his attention and he spun around to find her gone.
"What?" He turned around again to see her standing in front of him. "What about Lyra?" He demanded with slight fear of what could have happened to her.
Gynna smirked and floated back into his bedroom. Will and Kirjava followed slowly.
She sighed. "When I was young, the people in my realm began speaking of a girl who would defeat the Authority. I didn't believe it, but that's when my grandmother gave me this," She pointed to her mirror. "It's called the Mirror of Truth. It can read the past, present, and future when held by someone in my family. So, one night I decided to check out this girl. I found out her name was Lyra and she would in fact bring down the Authority and save the worlds. But, what intrigued me was not the girl. It was the boy who helped her…you."
"Me? What about me?"
"Let me finish. The two of you have a love that is so strong that nothing will ever break it. There's even a term used for it…"
On upon hearing the words soul mates, Will felt his heart begin to break all over again.
"It was then that I decided that two people who are soul mates shouldn't be separated. So, I began to make this-" and she held up a little vile that could fit in the palm of someone's hand. "-this is a concoction of mine that can give you and your daemon the strength to survive and live in Lyra's world."
It was then that Will's heart leaped with joy, for the first time in four years.
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ME - What do you guys think? Should I keep writing or should I quit while I'm a head. I know I'm going to regret saying this…but…flamesarewelcomeinthiscase!
EVIL TWIN OF ME - What she said was that flames are welcome, but only in this case.
ME - :::slaps evil twin::: Thank you so much, Evil Twin. Well, any ways, that right. I won't put them on my page of flames. I'll use them as…constructive criticism. So, that's all. Happy reviewing!