"Not fair" Lyra pouted. "I want "If I give my heart"" she scowled, and the music changed. With a satisfied nod she folded her arms and looked at Aman, daring her to change it.
"We can have "Help" after, and then "A Hard Days Night"- what do you think?"
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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