‘Marisa! Marisa!’
The cry was torn from Lord Asriel, and with the snow leopard beside her, with a roaring in her ears, Lyra’s mother stood and found her footing and leapt with all her heart, to hurl herself against the angel and her daemon and her dying lover, and seize those beating wings, and bear them all down together into the abyss.
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the rain in the plain stays mainly on the mane. photos by michael nichols, anup & manoj shaw and paul & paveena mckenzie from serengeti national park, where there aren’t too many places for lions to hide from the rain.
Tom Bombadil goes up to the counter and tries to order a chai tea, which would undoubtedly add a lot of nuance and complexity to the Starbucks world. The barista ignores him.
