Bringing Her Home

Her Child

Lyra collapsed the minute the window along with Will had disappeared, she felt herself beginning to shake even more as she began to cry and sob before crouching down into herself as her mother finally let go of her iron grip on her arm.

 

Marisa began to compose herself as she felt relief from the attack on the golden monkey had seized, causing her to reactionarily let go of Lyra as the girl crouched down sitting in the fetal position herself sobbing. 

 

Marisa having then composed herself before she then bent down sitting upon the floor at Lyra’s level, reached a hand towards Lyra.

 

“Lyra” Marisa softly and longingly called out to her daughter with desperation. 

 

Lyra, noticing her movement crawled away upon the floor away from her mother as if burned. 

 

“No!”

 

“Don’t touch me!” 

 

Lyra cried out as Pan then scampered his way around the golden monkey leaping into Lyra’s arms where Lyra held him tight as she shook with fear. Tears flowed down her face. Lyra began to struggle to breathe as the situation she was now stuck in hit her fully.

 

Lyra began to struggle to get air, as she attempted to breathe as tears continued to fall, sobs among hiccups were never-ending consuming her. Lyra could sense her mother and Mr. Latrom nearby watching her.

 

Lyra was trapped.

 

Fight or flight, kicked in as Lyra abruptly sprung up from the floor and ran past Mr.Latrom before suddenly her overwhelming emotions and lack of breathing air had resulted in Lyra fainting upon the floor near the stairs. 

Will sat within the cafe upon his bed all alone, silence surrounded him causing him to feel utterly alone without the presence of Lyra and Pan.

 

He flexed his fingers in pain from when Mr. Latrom had pressed hard upon his wound in their fight. It hurt however it didn’t bother him as much as having to leave Lyra behind like that, he wished he could have reacted differently. Wished he had been able to free her and had been stronger, maybe even faster and she would have been here with him.

 

All he had of Lyra was the golden alethiometer. 

 

He was going to go back for her, he promised he would. He wouldn’t leave her behind. 

 

He needed her to read the alethiometer to find his dad, however, he had to admit he needed Lyra for Lyra.