Sunday, February 1, 2009

Salvador Dali Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee around a Pomegranate

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there were thousands that they never closed up. So all this time, Dust has been leaking out of the worlds and into nothingness."
The understanding was beginning to dawn on Will and Lyra. They fought it, they pushed it away, but it was just like the gray light that seeps into the sky and extinguishes the stars: it crept past every barrier they could put up and under every blind and around the edges of every curtain they could draw against it.
"Every in.
And Lyra cried aloud. Pantalaimon's owl cry the night before had frightened every small creature that heard it, but it was nothing to the passionate wail that Lyra uttered now. The daemons were shocked, and Will, seeing their reaction, understood why: they didn't know the rest of the truth; they didn't know what Will and Lyra themselves had Pantalaimon, whispering like Lyra."Oh, no," said Lyra. "No, it can't be true ...”"And so we must leave our world to stay in Lyra's," said Kirjava, "or Pan and Lyra must leave theirs and come to stay in ours. There's no other choice."Then the full bleak daylight struck

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