A/N: This idea just sprang into my
mind. This is my first HDM fic, and I'm
a huge fan of the book. Enjoy! –StarFig
(this takes place 15 years after TAS)
Will Parry forced the shovel into the fresh earth, sighing. It had been only a few days since he had
joined the Archeologist Foundation of Greece, and still felt out of place. Come to think of it, for the past fifteen
years he could never find somewhere where he felt he belonged. Fifteen years ago he said goodbye to
Lyra.
He still
thought about her every day, but it seemed as though he had adjusted quite
well. He had gone to high school, and
college, leaving Mary Malone in the care of his mother. She was currently living with Mary, and
suffered from Alzheimer's disease.
During his school years, much to his surprise, he had started dating,
but never got very serious. He couldn't
help comparing every girl with Lyra, which never worked out too well. Besides, he always felt a lot older than his
girlfriends, having experienced more before his thirteenth birthday than most
experience in their lifetimes.
Now his
wandering heart had led him to Greece to work with a team of four experts, in
the middle of nowhere. His team was
looking for remains of cultures from around roughly 9000 B. C.
Will wiped
his dust-covered forehead on his sleeve, trying to stay cool. There were only small trees in the area,
providing almost no shade. Almost
like Citagazze… he thought, forgetting his work. The thought back to the day he met Lyra there… he had made her an
omelet and—
"Parry! We
don't have time to daydream, keep digging!"
Stan Dowell, one of his partners yelled from about ten yards away. Will shook his head and smiled at Kirjava,
who resided under his equipment. He had
a lot of trouble keeping her a secret, and sometimes there were close calls,
but none of the archeologist's ad found out.
Of course, this was only his second day on the job.
Will raised
his shovel and pounded it into his meager hole. It was only a few feet deep, smaller than anyone else's. As he knelt to scoop out the dirt, his
shovel skidded on something. It felt as
though Will had only imagined it, but he decided to investigate. Digging with his bare hands so as not to
miss anything, he carefully parted the dirt away.
A glimmer
of light sparked as he uncovered a rock.
But when Will blinked, it was gone.
Confused, will stuck his hand into the hole, only for it to slide easily
through the ground as though there was not dirt there at all. He recognized that feeling… it was a window
to another world!
Leaning into the hole he quickly spotted the window and
peered through it. He could see a
little Alpine town, where people were followed around by daemons. Will's heart missed a beat. He had stumbled into a window to Lyra's
world. At impulse, his hand started to
close it, but he stopped. If this
window is already open, surely it mustn't hurt if I wait to close It, Will
thought, at least until I can hop through and catch a ride to Oxford… Lyra's
Oxford. Will's heart was beating
faster than ever. Alarmed, Kirjava
sprang to his side and peered in.
"Shall
we?" She whispered, golden eyes alight
and dancing. Carefully she stepped into
the other world and looked back to will.
Uneasily, he looked around and followed Kirjava into the
other world.
A/N: Well, did you
like it? Hate it? Please tell me. I'll try and continue if enough of you like it. Next chapter will have some of Lyra's POV in
it. -StarFig
