
I A M S I N G I N G N O W W H I L E R O M E B U R N S
a fanmix for lord asriel and marisa coulter
requested by jordan [ and doubling as a belated graduation gift, congratulations love! ]i. YOU AND I COULD TAKE THE UNIVERSE TO PIECES, AND PUT IT TOGETHER AGAIN
aren’t you going to come along? / aren’t you going to fight? / aren’t you going to hold your hands up to the light? / if you feel an emptiness, if you want to hide / think about the blood that’s pumping keeping you alive
monument . mirah
ii. MORE LIKE CRUELTY THAN LOVE
your knives are sharp / where you put them in my heart / though the truth, you’d say / is i like them here that way
the wild son . the veils
iii. I WANTED HIM TO FIND NO GOOD IN ME AND HE DIDN’T. THERE IS NONE
blood is bloodstone . la vampires meets zola jesus
iv. TO DESTROY DEATH
our bodies moved and hardened / hurting parts of your garden / with no room for a pardon / in a place where no one knows what we have done
accidental babies . damien rice
v. WE WON’T LIVE, WILL WE?
at the end of this burning world / you’ll stand proud, face upheld / and i’ll follow you, into heaven or hell
the desperate kingdom of love . pj harvey
illustration by Kate Baylay.
Northern Lights by Philip Pullman
“Mrs Coulter, loosening the cramped way some roses had been bunched into a vase, saw that Lyra wasn’t moving and glanced pointedly at the door.”
top 5 books | his dark materials - philip pullman
“And then what?” said her daemon sleepily. “Build what?” “The Republic of Heaven,” said Lyra.
Being cheerful starts now, Will thought as hard as he could, but it was like trying to hold a fighting wolf still in his arms when it wanted to claw at his face and tear out his throat; nevertheless he did it, and he thought no one could see the effort it cost him.
And he knew that Lyra was doing the same, and that the tightness and strain in her smile was the sign of it.
Nevertheless, she smiled.
The words on the second image are from Kesha’s Goodbye. Its lyrics always remind me intensely of Will & Lyra.I finished (re-)reading His Dark Materials at 4AM this morning. I’m sure most of you know that empty feeling you get after you’ve just finished reading something amazing. Well, I lay there in my bed, while all around me the world was sleeping, and I just felt so awed that someone - anyone, really - can write a story that worked itself so deeply into one’s heart.
And then I thought about how people who don’t read are missing out on so much. I can’t imagine what a waste it would be if I didn’t know about these characters - Lyra Silvertongue, Will Parry, Pan, Lee Scoresby the aeronaut, Iorek Byrnison the bear king, Serafina Pekkala the witch queen, and all the other characters in all the other stories that I’ve read. I actually felt lonely, imagining what it would be if hadn’t known them, hadn’t read their stories.
Of course, after finishing the book, I felt terribly sad. I knew what was coming, but it still made me ache. Will & Lyra are right up there as one of the most beautiful, romantic couples I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading about. It’s amazing how much real emotion you can feel for written characters. And though even thinking about them makes me kind of want to cry, I loved every second of reading about their journey. It’s truly a joy and a privilege to be a reader, because the stories I’ve read will always stay with me, kind of like tiny, quiet, invisible friends.
Themed Party | Challenge 10: text
The following fragment of Philip Pullman’s “The Amber Spyglass” from the His Dark Materials trilogy is used (the ‘she’ here being Dr. Mary Malone):
“Well,” she said, “well, listen now, Will. We’ve hardly spoken, you and I… So we’re still strangers, largely. But Serafina Pekkala and I made a promise to each other, and I made a promise to Lyra just now, and even if I hadn’t made any other promises I’d make a promise to you about the same thing, which is that if you’ll let me, I’ll be your friend for the rest of our lives. We’re both on our own, and I reckon we could both do with that sort of… What I mean to say is, there isn’t anyone else we can talk to about all this, except each other… And we’ve both got to get used to living with our dæmons, too… And we’re both in trouble, and if that doesn’t give us something in common I don’t know what will.”
“Marisa! Marisa!”
The cry was torn from Lord Asriel, and with the snow leopard beside her, with a roaring in her ears, Lyra’s mother stood and found her footing and leapt with all her heart, to hurl herself against the angel and her daemon and her dying lover, and seize those beating wings, and bear them all down together into the abyss.
(fancasting by the awesome Miranda)
"We feel cold, but we don't mind it, because we will not come to harm. And if we wrapped up against the cold, we wouldn't feel other things, like the bright tingle of the stars, or the music of the Aurora, or best of all the silky feeling of the moonlight on our skin. It's worth being cold for that."His Dark Materials Dreamcast; Q’Orianka Kilcher as Serafina Pekkala
Lyra! Lyra, my love! My heart’s treasure, my little child, my only one! Oh, Lyra, Lyra, don’t go, don’t leave me! My darling daughter—you’re tearing my heart—