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The Republic of Heaven
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2005-09-20 06:12 am (UTC)
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Lyra wipes her eyes on the sleeve of her shirt.
She whispers, "I won't forget you, Will," to the empty bench.
Lyra and Pantalaimon trudge back northward, past the hazy spires of Magdalen, Gabriel and Durham and up to St Sophia's, in the warm Oxford afternoon.
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Date: 2005-09-20 06:12 am (UTC)She whispers, "I won't forget you, Will," to the empty bench.
Lyra and Pantalaimon trudge back northward, past the hazy spires of Magdalen, Gabriel and Durham and up to St Sophia's, in the warm Oxford afternoon.