Michael Austin The Black Drape

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thought, it had at last met something it couldn't cut, and that was his love for her.
So he tried it now, summoning an image of his mother's face as he'd last seen her, fearful and distracted in Mrs. Cooper's little hallway.
But it didn't work. , Kirjava with her cat eyes helping to find them all.
Mary was shouldering her rucksack.
"Well," she said, "well, listen now, Will. We've hardly spoken, you and I...So we're still strangers, largely. But Serafina Pekkala and I made a promise to each other, and I made a promise to Lyra just now, and even if I hadn't made any other promisesThe knife cut easily through the air and opened into a world where they were having a rainstorm: heavy drops hurtled through, startling them both. He closed it again quickly and stood puzzled for a moment.His daemon knew what he should do, and said simply, "Lyra."Of course. He nodded, and with the knife in his right hand, he pressed with his left the spot where her tear still lay on his cheek.And this time, with a wrenching crack, the knife shattered and the blade fell in pieces to the ground, to glitter on the stones that were still wet with the rain of another universe.Will knelt to pick them up carefully