The Way, The War, And The End – Chapter 6
Okay, there is some mild content in this chapter, but nothing too serious for the mature viewers. This chapter contains indirect sexual references, and is not intended for younger readers. After all this is a romance fanfic correct?D I am sorry for not updating as quickly as I had before, but seeing as I'm a fourteen year old in Year 9, it is really hard to find some time to write (type) some more. I do not own anything in this chapter, I am NOT Philip Pullman. If I was I would have had a happier ending than the one he wrote.
It was nearly morning, as a couple was happily sleeping with smiles on their faces, with their daemons very close by snuggled up in a basket. They had decided to spend their night at a house down in Oxford, worlds apart from the young girl's world, and they could do almost nothing but talk that night. The girl stirred, and opened her eyes slowly, she allowed realisation to flood in, she was in Will's room! Will was right next to her, his dark hair sprawling over the pillow as he sleepily mumbled incoherent words.
The girl smiled and put her arms around Will and pressed her lips against him, holding them there until she felt them stir and move back against hers. Will moved his hands carefully, massaging her shoulders, then went down her back, and then paused to squeeze an area which made the girl blush scarlet. Will broke the kiss and opened his eyes and said with a smile, 'Good morning, Lyra.'
Lyra smiled back at Will, and replied, 'And good morning to you too.'
Both the young lovers were barely dressed, Will moved in for another kiss, intensifying the heat of it, and moving slowly down Lyra's back before he gripped her firm, little…
'Ahem…'
Both Lyra and Will broke the kiss and jumped, to find Mary at their door.
'How long have you been watching us,' Lyra demanded.
'Long enough…' Mary said, 'to say that you better wait until you're both eighteen before you get any 'interesting' ideas'; emphasising on the word 'interesting.'
'Oh you don't have to worry about that,' Lyra spoke, I'm turning eighteen pretty soon.' And their daemons in the basket started to awake.
'Whuzzagoinon?' said Pan in a very sleepy voice, and he gave a yawn, and so did Kirjava.
'Wait, when's your birthday then?' Will said, interested to know exactly when Lyra was born.
'Oh, it's probably, the eighth of August.' Lyra said.
'Are you kidding?' said Will in amazement, 'my birthday is on the eighth of August as well!'
'Oh, that's brilliant, we can celebrate together,' said Lyra, wondering why she had never asked Will this in the first place.
'What day is it then?' Will asked.
'Oh I think it's the first of August,' Mary replied.
Unwilling to resist, Lyra pinched Will and then punched Will hard on the shoulder, saying, 'Pinch and a punch for the first day of the month!' and she ran out the door with Will hard on her tail yelling, 'I'll get you for that!'
Over the week before their birthday, Mary had noticed how much happier Will was with Lyra. Mary found the two either in a deep whispered conversation or locked in a passionate kiss. Will had decided not to go to school that week and call in sick. Mary had agreed to this and thought it would be best for him. Every night, Mary thought she would need a crowbar to separate Lyra from Will. At first, Mary wanted them to sleep in separate rooms. However there did not seem to be a place and Mary almost cursed herself for not buying a bigger house, but nonetheless she told Will to leave the bedroom door open, along with a few threats, just in case. (Wink wink)
Will and Lyra did not always stay in Will's world. They paid a few trips over to Lyra's world over the week. Dame Hannah was fine with Lyra's absence, but she had noticed a complete change in her attitude. The Lyra Dame Hannah had come to known was quiet, intelligent, and determined. Looking at Lyra now, she could see all that spunk Lyra had so many years ago, she was loud and carefree. Will and Lyra would eat the same food, whether it was breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, or dinner. They would go to the Botanic Gardens and do nothing but talk. All of the students who had distanced themselves away from her were intrigued by Lyra's boyfriend. Lyra was often seen brushing aside man after man after man. Seeing Will with Lyra was almost supernatural for the girls at St Sophia. Some of the girls even appeared jealous.
On Will and Lyra's birthday, it was decided by the both of them, that they would spend it in the world of the Mulefa where they had realised they were in love and the day they realised they had to live in separately. Mary had prepared some food for their day and they took it along. Over the week, Will and Lyra had taught Mary how to travel between worlds. It was tricky on the first day but Mary slowly got it over the week and before long, she could actually travel.
At the house, Mary said, 'It has been such a long time since I have seen the Mulefa. I brought along the spyglass,' while holding the spyglass in her hand
'So the plan for today is that me and Lyra will spend the day alone while you and the Mulefa have a good time.' Will said.
'Yes,' Lyra and Mary said.
And with that they both grabbed each others hand and entered the trance that would send them to the world they were all dying to get to. Moments later, they snapped out of the trance state, to find themselves on a beach, with the cool wind blowing against their faces. The air was fresh and crisp, and the sea was playfully splashing. They could do nothing but stare at the beauty of the scenery. It was almost unreal. Mary was the first to break the silence as she said, 'I will go and find the Mulefa. We will meet here at about 7 PM.
And so they both left their separate ways to enjoy the day to its fullest. Will and Lyra headed towards the grove while their daemons were on the others shoulder. A while later, the two sat down at the grove. They decided to go for a swim, despite the fact they did not bring their swimmers. Will and Lyra jumped in the river in their underwear; the water was not cold, but in fact very warm. Will was the first to strike and made a big splash against Lyra. Lyra with her hair soaked shouted, 'I will get you for that,' and retaliated sending them both in a little water fight, while their daemons played around in the puddles of water that splashed on land.
Will eventually pulled Lyra close to his chest and called a truce. Lyra replied with a smile, 'Okay, since I don't think we can get any wetter.' And they both pulled each other into a passionate kiss for what seemed like the millionth time, passionate as each and every other kiss before, as if they would never see each other again. They had both denied what was seen as destiny. Their love had beaten destiny. It was just them and their daemons. Nothing more, nothing less. They both lay under the sun in each others' arms; letting the sun dry their soaked underwear. Both pulled each other into a kiss and lay there, melting into love. There could not be a force in this world that could tear them apart now. The two lovers found a way into each other worlds without letting Dust escape into nothingness and without creating spectres.
But then, both broke the kiss, and there was a silence, even their daemons stopped nuzzling each other lovingly, and were silent as well… Both Will and Lyra were in fact, thinking of the same thing, 'How do they build the republic of heaven?' Will broke this delicate atmosphere of intense concentration and said, 'Lyra…
'I know what you're about to say,' interrupted Lyra, 'and I have no idea either.'
'But where do we start?' inquired Will.
'I don't know…' Lyra said, 'I've tried consulting the alethiometer, but it is still hard to read it all.'
'Wait… you still cannot read the alethiometer?' Will said in amazement.
'No,' said Lyra, 'I can read a bit, but I need to use the books to get the correct meaning.'
'How exactly do you read it?' Will asked.
'I dunno…' Lyra said, 'I focus on the points on the compass and they spin.'
'Hmm… the angel said it is read by grace, but what is grace exactly?' asked Will.
'You know I never thought about that, but there are so many different meanings to grace,' Lyra began, 'I don't know which one suits my position.'
'Xaphania said you had fallen from grace,' Will said, 'when people fall out of grace, it is know that they have relapsed into sin or disfavour.'
'But that means our love…' Lyra said.
'Is what's stopping you from reading the alethiometer,' finished Will.
'But then how does it affect me when I'm reading the alethiometer,' asked Lyra.
At that moment, Will had a flashback. He remembered Iorek Byrnison's words, moments after the knife had been repaired. If your mind is divided… Lyra noting Will's lack of attention towards her said, 'Will are you alright?' she then noticed a smile appear across Will's face. 'Will?' she said.
Will suddenly snapped out of the flashback, and then said, 'Lyra, when you use the alethiometer, what do you think of?'
'I dunno,' she said sheepishly, 'I think about the question I'm asking the alethiometer.'
'Yes, 'said Will, 'but do you think of anything else…say me,' with an almost playful tone.
'Perhaps…' said Lyra, she did not want to admit it in front of Will, but it was true. Every time she had asked the alethiometer a question about Will, she always thought of him. 'But how does this affect me?'
'It's so simple, remember the day we repaired the knife,' said Will. Lyra nodded. 'Me and Iorek went away to have a talk, and he told me how I broke the knife and how to stop it. He told me I have to completely focus on the knife when I'm cutting a window, if I think of anything else but it, the knife will break. I think the same concept applies to the alethiometer.'
'So, that means I must be completely in focus, right?' said Lyra.
'Yes, I suppose that might be the case,' Will said, 'in that case try it now, but completely focus on the alethiometer, and not anybody else, not even me.'
'Okay…' Lyra said, unsure of what might happen but also excited as well. Lyra pulled the alethiometer out of her pocket strap. She always kept it with her, no matter what. However, she had found little use now for the alethiometer as she already has Will. Lyra then asked a simple question, 'How old is Will?', allowing all her focus to be on the alethiometer. The dials on the alethiometer span and pointed to the first symbol at the top the alethiometer representing one, and the second dial span to the eighth symbol in the clockwise direction, representing eight. Eighteen was the correct answer. Lyra couldn't believe it! Every time she had asked a question about Will, the dials would not spin. Now that it was working again, she could use it for so much good. But, at the point she decided not to.
Instead, Lyra pulled Will into another kiss and said, 'Thank you,' and Will knew what had happened. Strangely enough, he noticed a smell. It was surrounding Lyra and was intoxicating. It drove Will mad, and he deepened the already passionate kiss, as he moved his hands down her back and grabbing her…
'You know…' said Mary, and Will stopped his actions and broke the kiss, 'they'll be time for that later, but it is not now.'
'Geez Mary, do you ever give us a break?' asked Will, almost a little angry for her intrusion.
'Not really, but if you haven't realised it's 7:30PM' said Mary, pointing at her watch.
'Oh…' said Will now looking at his watch noticed it was definitely 7:30PM, 'sorry Mary, we weren't really paying attention at the time.
'That's alright,' Mary said, 'but I think it's time we had dinner, the Mulefa have invited us all to dinner and it would be a thoughtful gesture to attend.'
'Okay,' said Lyra, 'after all, it has been a while since we last saw them.'
At the dinner, they had eaten many of the delicacies they had been introduced to so many years ago. The milk they drank still had that same faint lemony astringency and was refreshing as ever. They ate some seafood which they had helped the Mulefa collect for the meal. Atal was now the new chief since the death of the previous chief, Sattamax. It was good to see some familiar faces from their adventures. But Will and Lyra ate as much as needed as they did not feel as hungry as they thought they should be. Instead, they quietly left the feast and headed straight for the grove, hand in hand, with Pan and Kirjava following them.
At the grove, they lay in the grass, looking at the night sky. Will pulled Lyra on top of him, and kissed her, moving his tongue around her mouth, sending shivers down Lyra's spine. Lyra felt her hair rise up as she had never thought of being kissed this way. As will's tongue explored her mouth, Lyra thought, 'So this is what it means to be kissed.' Their daemons decided to leave the area, and allow their love to be completely official with no one to interfere. It was just Will and Lyra…
Firstly, I think I'll stop here purely because the fact is I have no experience in writing a sex scene and the fact that I'm underage!! So how the hell would I know squat about this! Anyways, thank you for the reviews so far. Secondly, I am pleased to know that under 600 ppl have read this! I am amazed at this, as I thought it wasn't going to reach 500 at all. This has surprised me and I thank you all for support. Thirdly, I have tried to take Ibris support into trying to add a bit more detail and dialogue and I have tried to make it longer. Fourth, how long do YOU want these chapters to be. Can you give me a target number of words for upcoming chapters. My aim for the moment for each chapter is 2000. If you think it isn't enough, please give me a rough aim. Lastly, I would like to apologise for any errors or typos. Simply because this is done late at night. Thx again for the support. Until next time,