...As if from Heaven... «Northern Lights»
Kei_who_plays29 декабря 2013...As if from Heaven itself, great curtains of delicate light hung and trembled. Pale green and rose-pink, and as transparent as the most fragile fabric, and at the bottom edge a profound and fiery crimson like the fires of Hell, they swung and shimmered loosely with more grace than the most skilful dancer. Lyra thought she could even hear them: a vast distant whispering swish. In the evanescent delicacy she felt something as profound as she's felt close to the bear. She was moved by it: it was so beautiful it was almost holy; she felt tears prick her eyes, and the tears splintered the light even further into prismatic rainbows. (...) Perhaps, she thought calmly, whatever moves the alethiometer's needle is making the Aurora glow too. It might even be Dust itself. And as she gazed, the image of a city seemed to form itself behind the veils ans streams of translucent colour: towers and domes, honey-coloured temples and colonnades, broad boulevards and sunlit parkland. It was a whole universe away.
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