The Crystal Goblet

The Child in the Clouds



Lyra lay on her newly made bed and let her tears drop on the silk pillow that her head lay on. She seamed to be empty, she hadn't lost pan, for of course, then she would be dead. No, she had lost something though, that burst of energy that she used to have every morning upon her awakening. As she turned to the picture of Iorek more tears were drawn and her heart, once again, fell. No, she had not lost her spunk, or her soul, or her smile, she had lost the only person that she ever felt true love from. Though her tears were certain, her heart was not. She would find him, no matter how far or high she had to travel. She got up, grabbed her sack off of the dressing table, and left the room. She grabbed her battered furs and set out into the freezing cold, determined to find her Iorek. As she traveled further she started to feel something nagging at her heart, but this was not Iorek, it was something else, almost as though she was seeing something, but what was it? She looked around for clues, and seemed to find nothing, but something told her to look up. What she saw almost scarred her to death. She saw the figure of a child. At first she thought it as an angel, but she had seen one before, and she was certain this was human. For a short while she could say nothing, only gaze, astonished at the child, for she was now certain that that was what it was. Heart pounding and curiosity soaring she attempted to speak to the child. Almost speechless from shock, the only thing she could think of asking was "what is your name". To her surprise, the child spoke, with extreme clarity.

"My name is Sarah,and you?" "Um, Lyra ... Why are you up there?" "Oh, yes well, this is how my people have been forced to live ever since..." "Since what?" "Since the war, you see, most of my people were killed, and the rest were forced to live up here, above... well, them. Come on up" As Lyra stepped up to the cloud she felt a rush of excitement, now, she was speechless.