Will's world has changed a lot since Lyra has, gone so has his life. But has he really moved on, or has his new life brought him closer then ever to Lyra? This chapter is based on my ideal house, a dream I once had, the women character was influence by * the great * NAYOME, who has helped me so far with this story .

His dark Materials is owned by *the Great * Phillip Pullman

enjoy. . .

In another world not so far away, Will sighed. Looking through what Lyra had seen as an invisible wall, as if Will had given up hope no longer believed anything was there.

The small wooden bench was polished with a new lighter beach colour, moving on from its previous dull oak. The wall the back of the bench used to touch had been replaced with a hedge, blooming with lavender flowers (even though Will's favourite was red), as the hedge belonged to the garden of Will's city house. Will had bought the land from the community to stay close to Lyra, but after not just coming to the bench every year, but coming to it everyday, his hope for every reuniting had been lost. The garden was small unlike the house; the house was 3 stories and had surprisingly red bricks, although ivy covered half of it. Whizzing by the noise of traffic disturbed the seemingly calm atmosphere. The smell of burnt pizza didn't rise from the nearby pizza place, but from the kitchen.

"Dam it" Will muttered under his breath.

"Will?" An angelic voice almost sang from the kitchen.

"Coming sweetie" Will said with a dry throat. Will put his hand on the bench using what seemed like all his strength to pry himself away, as today was different from any other day, Lyra might be on the other side.

Standing up, Will put on foot in front of each other up the long grass, stamping down intruding weeds. As he reached the door, he saw a familiar smiling face. Pale white face and long dark hair stared at the little imperfection Will was. Will tried to reply with half a grin, but ended up looking back to bench, trying to hide his grief about leaving his normal spot. Her pale pink lips started to open as if to speak but Will interrupted.

"Don't worry hon, I've got it" Will said in the nicest tone he could force out. Will made his way to the oven, scraping the remains of the burnt pizza on to a plate, examining the remains. She concluded that the remains were worthless, and took the plate from Will and disposed of it, licking her finger and picking off the cooked cheese. Will smiled but tried to hide it, he loved her cute little moments of madness. Will opened the fridge as the ice cold air rushed out he shivered, catching the attention of the smallest person in the room.

"You shouldn't spend so much time in the garden." She requested kindly, stroking his freezing hands." I care about you, and it's getting to your health" Will only responded with a loving look into her cute hazel eyes, with her huge black eyelashes. He handed her some frozen Quorn burgers, and a readymade ice berg lettuce. She took both of them, put the burgers in the oven, and turned the alarm volume up. She reached down for his waist and pulled him closer to her, so they could feel the temperatures in each other's breaths. He put his arms round her waist and his head on her shoulder. They both enjoyed the moment but did not speak. Then something else cleared the silence, the phone ringing.

"I better get that, it's my mu…." Her words trailed, off as she saw the pain in Wills eyes. She hurried to the phone, not looking back.

Heading outside again Will caught a glimpse of a Robin sitting on a branch, something inside will knotted. Grabbing his stomach, he couldn't take his eyes off the bird that reminded him of her. Pan, it pained him to think of his name , once took that form. The birds eyes met with his, sensing Wills irritation the bird took flight into a near by cloud. How Will envied it's flight. Sitting down next to the lavender coloured flowers, that should be red, Will began to think of what to say to Lyra.

"Ly…" he could not bear to say her name, was it that painful?"Lyra, even though every day I have spent here.." he stopped irritated with himself for phrasing it wrong. Rubbing his hands together, he looked up a the grey sky sensing a moister atmosphere, so he decided to keep it short hoping some how his words would get through.

" I miss you Lyra, I would give my soul to see you again"

Can Will really exists without Lyra ?

Who is this woman?

And why is Will so upset when she says 'Mu.............'

all will be reviled ...

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