So this is the drop off, meaning, I wrote a few chapters to post when I got the idea and this is the last I have written now, which also means there may be a drop-off on posting/updates…but I hope not…maybe good reviews will cause inspiration?

Lyra stood at her bedroom window, starring down at the carriage that was to take her to St. Sophia's boarding school. This was a chance for a future, to re-learn the art of alethiometer, and meet other girls her age. She looked at her daemon. "Pan, do you think this is the right decision?"

"It could be," he offered. Lyra frowned.

"We have to find Will," Lyra said, "I want to find Will. Before death, before it's over."

"And you will, but maybe not this second," Pan said. "Maybe this school can teach us something valuable?"

"I suppose it's worth a shot, after all, I'm only fourteen," Lyra said. Pan nodded in response. Lyra grabbed her bags and headed down stairs. Outside, waiting for her, was the Master and Dame Hannah.

Lyra hugged the Master, and he chuckled, "We'll meet again, child." She nodded, smiling, wiping a tear from her face, and then she got into the carriage beside Dame Hannah. And as the carriage began to move, she set her eyes on Jordan College, her home for so many years. It was odd that suddenly she was so scared to leave it, when her entire life she'd thought herself brave.

The truth of the matter was, although she didn't know it then, she would never see Jordan, nor the Master again.