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Ch. 22: Betrayal
one more chapter till I’m done with The Golden Compass, eek! Tried a little something different this time, with watercolors. I must’ve attempted to paint the Northern Lights at least five times before I got this result!
“What is it?” Lyra said.
He [Iorek] didn’t say. He was listening intently, but she could hear nothing. Then she did hear something: a mysterious, vastly distant rustling and crackling. It was a sound she had heard before: the sound of the Aurora. Out of nowhere a veil of radiance had fallen to hang shimmering in the northern sky. All those unseen billions and trillions of charged particles, and possibly, she thought, of Dust, conjured a radiating glow out of the upper atmosphere.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz5be3iuA71qkn9uko1_1280.jpg)
Ch. 22: Betrayal
one more chapter till I’m done with The Golden Compass, eek! Tried a little something different this time, with watercolors. I must’ve attempted to paint the Northern Lights at least five times before I got this result!
“What is it?” Lyra said.
He [Iorek] didn’t say. He was listening intently, but she could hear nothing. Then she did hear something: a mysterious, vastly distant rustling and crackling. It was a sound she had heard before: the sound of the Aurora. Out of nowhere a veil of radiance had fallen to hang shimmering in the northern sky. All those unseen billions and trillions of charged particles, and possibly, she thought, of Dust, conjured a radiating glow out of the upper atmosphere.
