Physical Distance is Nothing Between Kindred Spirits

A.N: I have read the amazing trilogy His Dark Materials so many times now that I thought I might as well right a fanfic! Please read and review and tell me what you think.

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An 85 year old Will Parry sat at his desk in the dull glow of his bedside light. He was stretched over a piece of paper and wondering what to write, how to put things, where to start? It had been almost 73 years since he had last seen her, smelt her, heard her voice, held her, kissed her. So many years, so much had happened in his life since then. It was Midsummers day tomorrow, and he planned to read it into the air beside him, not caring if passers by thought he was some kind of loony. With a small 'Ah!' he wrote down the start of his letter.

Dearest Lyra,

He read over that and relised that it would be wrong to put that, as he had a wife and children and cared for them dearly. Rubbing it out, he instead put,

Dear Lyra,

Now what to put next? How much he had missed her over the years? Passionately longed for her to be by his side? What he had done with his life? All seemed either to much or too little to put in a letter that he wouldn't even be able to give her. With a sigh he decided to put what came to his mind and work on it more in the morning.

Dear Lyra,
So many years since I have last seen you. When we first parted it felt as if my heart had been ripped in two. So much pain, so much grief- so much love that somedays it was just too much to bear. But I did bear it. I got on with my life the way that Xanphania said that we should, I got a job, passed on my knowledge to others, told stories, married, had children and did so many other things that I cannot put them all in one letter. I'll have too tell all those other things to the Harpies. Over time it was easier not to grieve over you, but I know that my heart will iternally be bruised as my love for you will never fade. I did love another though, she was called Harriet, my wife who I married 50 years ago when I was 35. She died two years ago now. I had two children with her, James and Sarah. I love and care for them dearly. I trained and got a job as a Doctor, and retired 25 years ago due to Arthiritis. Now I have a home in the countryside and am free to rest and tend to my Garden. The days are peaceful, and I am glad. Dr Mary Malone died 36 years ago, yet until then she had remained a dear and good friend of mine, and I hold her memory close to my heart.

Oh Lyra my love, I hold a terrible guilt. I couldn't help but love you more than Harriet, couldn't help but make comparisons. I have made them rarely, mostly when I knew what you would've said or done in a certain situation, seeing Harriet do differently. I wonder if you have ever made comparisons? But then you are so good and kind and brave that it wouldn't matter anyway. I hope that if you are married, or with someone, that they are worthy of you Lyra, because not a lot of people I know would be. I don't know what else to put, except that I will never ever forget you. I will forever and ever love you with all of my being. When I die and my atoms float about, I will tirelessly search out for yours until I have found them. I love you forever.

Will

He signed the letter in his name, yawned and shuffled into bed. The last thought before he drifted off to sleep was Lyra.

Later that night when Will was sound asleep, an Angel sent by Xanphania entered his home and took the letter sitting on Will's bedside table. Xanphania had told the Angel to give it to Lyra, saying it was from a man called Will Parry. He left the house soundlessly and spirit travelled into Lyra's world, and set the letter where she would see it in the morning. As the Angel was setting the letter down he looked onto the old womans face. She looked relaxed and small in her sleep, completely at her ease. The Angel had of course heard what this woman, Lyra Belaqua, or Lyra Silvertongue as the Bear King had named her, had done, and it made him happy to have seen her, even if she was asleep.

A.N: Please review, I will put another chapter up.