Friday, 16 January 2009

Jack Vettriano Girls' Night

Jack Vettriano Girls' NightJack Vettriano Ghosts From The PastJack Vettriano Games of Power
Salmakia flew down to perch on Lyra's hand. The dragonfly's little claws pricked as the Lady said, "There are people walking from the village, people like this man, all walking in the same direction."
"Then we'll go with them," became a kestrel and flew up as high as he could, making Lyra gasp.
"They're right," he said when he came down. "There's lines of people all coming from the village. Dead people..."
And soon they saw them, too: twenty or so men, women, and children, all moving as Dirk Jansen had done, uncertain and shocked. The village was half a mile away, and the people were coming toward them, close together in the middle of the road. When Dirk Jansen saw said Will, and swung his rucksack over his shoulder.Dirk Jansen was already passing his own body, averting his t eyes. He looked almost as if he were drunk, stopping, moving on, wandering to left and right, stumbling over little ruts and stones on the path his living feet had known so well.Lyra came after Will, and Pantalaimon

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