The Final Blade
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I don't own the Golden Compass.
Fear.
What are they going to do to me? To Ili?
Operation?
Why? I'm not sick.
To make me grown-up?
It's too soon for me to grow up.
Ili agrees. She doesn't want to settle on one form just yet.
I can see the wicked blade.
I shudder with fear.
Death.
They are going to sever my daemon. My Ili.
Ili is my other half.
My soul.
We go to our death.
Children of Dust.
That's what this is all about.
Dust.