Disclaimer: my names Philip Pullman and that's why I'm sitting at my useless computer and moving my documents to the school computers so I can post up crappy fan fictions about my own work. Oh come on, like that's not obvious.

Authors note: This chapter is small and crappy and short and nothing and I didn't really put Lyra and Wills' conversation into it cause I can't write that type of thing for any money and fanfiction doesn't pay for the stories I spend my valuable time writing.

Chapter three; Sunset Conversation

The relationship between two lovers is the relationship we should strive for in everyday life. The complex feelings of two people joined together as one is the single most amazing gift given to humans at the beginning of creation.

Botanical Garden

Lyra

Talking to Will won't be easy. Pantalaimon explained.

It takes a lot of skill and will power to talk to someone in another world. In a way it's a type of moving between the worlds, but it's not moving at the same time.

"I understand." Lyra whispered, but Pan could tell she didn't really; it was what made them human and daemon.

Please don't lie to me Lyra, I know it's confusing but you've got to bear with me. When the angels tried to explain to us it was even harder.

"I guess it must have been really. Angels are always very confusing, aren't they?"

Only some, but it doesn't really make much difference. The fact is you and Will must be thinking about each other hard enough and putting all your love for each other into your thoughts before you can talk. You won't be able to touch each other or make any contact other than speaking but your memories and thoughts will serve to show you the others movements.

Lyra nodded, and rested her head back on the stone of the bench, letting her thought of Will envelop her completely.

Will

Think about her. Go on; think about her with all our combined love. I promise if you do that you'll be able to speak to her and see her.

"Really? I'm going to be able to see her?"

Yes, but you won't be able to touch her and she won't be able to touch you. Any physical contact will break the connection between you will result in you not being able to talk again for another year.

"But why?" Will asked. "The only thing I want to do is to hold her in my arms and tell her everything. How can I bare to talk to her and not touch her at the same time?"

I know it will be hard, but it is something that must be done if you wish to talk to her again. Don't fret Will, this is only a temporary situation, if our mission is successful then we will soon meet again. And then it won't be in this way; it will be really meeting, when we will be able to live together forever.

"You really mean that, don't you."

Yes, I couldn't lie to you Will. Will smiled at the daemon sitting beside him.

"We'll tell them, won't we?"

Yes, but not now. The time isn't right. We will speak about it when we are ready and they will speak about things when they are ready. Contact her Will; this is your only chance.

Will lay his head on the bench and thought about Lyra, letting the memories of her fill his senses, his thought, his smell, his eyes, everything in his brain was a mass of memories of the girl turned woman he would always love.

Like I warned you, this chapter is short and crappy, with nothing going on and a no-where plot (reminds me of the first two chapters really). Anyway, if I've got this far with posting this up then in means that my reviewers are obviously great and I'm feeling good about my work. Thanks for your help, but now it's that time of day again, click on the little button in the corner and review for me. Thanks again. As always, a very grateful crazy person, Stargazing Maiden.