Some months after Midsummer

[subtle_will]

You can always tell, when you've entered a new universe

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[lyra_silver]

There is a girl about seventeen sitting at the bar, golden hair falling behind her. Not much about her is visible from the doorway except the hair. A pine marten is nowhere to be seen.

It can't be Lyra, can it?

[Continued here.]

[subtle_will]

Kirjava kneads his shirt nervously.

"Will--"

But it's too late. It might not be her. It might not.

...but if it is, and he doens't go to her now, he'll never forgive himself.