entering a new world. [open!]
Once they had passed through the gateway of the Northern Lights, Lyra and Pan found themselves in a very strange world indeed. The first thing she noticed was the pace. – everything was moving so fast, the cars, the people, even the snow. It was a good thing she was dressed for such weather.
Lyra stuck to the sidewalk, slowly drinking in the strange world. It looked absolutely fascinating! The buildings all looked so modern, nothing at all like the ones back in Oxford. She was simply itching to start exploring!
“Pan,” She frowned, gazing at some of the passers by. “Where are all these people’s daemons?”
“Perhaps this is a world where daemons…don’t exist” Pan mused, shuddering slightly. He couldn’t imagine not being with his companion.
“’Spose we could always ask the compass.”
Trudging through the sidewalk, Lyra sat herself down on the pavement, outside some kind of coffee shop. She probably looked like quite an odd sight indeed; a scrawny little girl dressed for the Antarctic, with a snow fox perched beside her, holding a large golden compass.