Apr 08, 2004 21:50
Lyra stood on top of the hill next to Kitt, her dirty blond hair disheveled from the walk up. Her eyes were fixed on a large patch of forest that loomed up, dark and intimidating. Lyra, however, was not frightened, mainly because she was not the sort of person who was easily scared, and she had spent much of her childhood exploring the nooks and crannies of Jordan College. Exploring a forest, she reasoned, couldn't be that different.