Jack Vettriano on Parade

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into that trance in which the many layers of meaning were clear to her, and where she could sense intricate webs of connectedness between them all. As her fingers found the symbols, her mind found the words: How can we get rid of the spies?
Then the needle began to dart this way and that, almost too fast to see, and some part of Lyra's awareness counted the swings and She sighed, coming out of her trance, and tucked the hair behind her ears, feeling the first warmth of the sun on her face and shoulders. There were sounds in the world now, too: insects were stirring, and a very slight breeze was rustling the dry grass stems growing higher up the dune.
She put the alethiometer away and wandered back to Will, with Pantalaimon the stops and saw at once the meaning of what the movement said.It told her: Do not try, because your lives depend on them.That was a surprise, and not a happy one. But she went on and asked: How can we get to the land of the dead?The answer came: Go down. Follow the knife. Go onward. Follow the knife.And finally she asked hesitantly, half-ashamed: Is this the right thing to do?Yes, said the alethiometer instantly. Yes.