Vanilla: Here's the third! I'm so proud.

Chapter 3

Cittagazze

Will climbed in his new car. He had worked so hard for this car, and finally it was his. A small white truck was just his style.

He locked his mother in the house, after instructing her to sit on the couch and watch "The Princess Bride", her alltime favorite movie. He had watched it so many times with her that he could practically quote it. Her favorite part was in the beginning, when Wesley is leaving to find his fortune. It reminded Will too much about himself and Lyra.

He drove straight past his destination, the Botanic Garden, while he thought. He turned around and drove to the parking lot. After parking, he walked to the heart of the garden to a small wooden bench under a drooping tree, surrounded by roses of all colors: white, red, yellow, pink, even hybrids of all colors. He sat on the cool bench and closed his eyes, remembering his promise to Lyra all those years ago. Lyra had said:

"What I thought was that if you- maybe just once a year- if we could come here at the same time, just for an hour or something, then we could pretend we were close again- because we would be close, if you sat here and I sat just here in my world-''

"Yes," he had said, "as long as I live, I'll come back, wherever I am in the world, I'll come back here-''

"On Midsummer's Day," she had whispered, "At midday. As long as I live, as long as I live."*

He opened his eyes and got the biggest shock of his life: he was sitting in a seat in the Tower of Angels at Cittagazze.

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Four hundred miles away, Lyra opened her eyes on the same bench. She brushed the tears away from her eyes, and Pan gently nuzzled her turquoise dress.

"Lyra?" he whispered.

"I'm alright," she said softly. Then she gasped. A green light was shining from a white rose about ten paces away. She walked over to it and peered cautiously at it. A small green ring was inside. She plucked it out and studied it curiously. It was made of an opaque green stone, carved in the shape of a luna moth, with the wings forming the band. The eyespots were made of gold surrounded by a winking clear yellow jewel.

She slid it on her left ring finger and sat on the grass. She silently wondered where Will was. And a breeze blew around her, lifting her hair and dress, and a small whisp of a voice breathed, "Cittagazze." The breeze stopped.

Startled, she looked around. Pan stared too.

"What was that?" he asked.

"I don't know." She looked around again.

"Ask another question," Pan said excitedly.

Where is Pantalaimon? She thought.

Instantly the breeze began again, and the voice whispered, "Right next to you."

Pantalaimon's eyes lit up. "Take it off and ask again!"

She obeyed, and nothing happened.

So began her next adventure with Will Parry.

* "The Amber Spyglass"

Vanilla: There. I haven't written any other chapters yet, so send reviews!

Ps. The Princess Bride is the best movie ever!!!!!!! lol