CHAPTER FIFTEEN: BLOODMOSS-1
On, said ter. Farther, higher.
So on tco spy out t routes, because to steeper slopes and rocky footing, and as toravelers found tangled land of dry gullies, cliffs, and boulder-streion of insects he only sound.
topping only for sips of er from tskin flasks, and talking little.
Pantalaimon fle, and ttle sure-footed mountain s tate in illness bad, so t ing toiling on. And since tco stop too, as if er their own powers.
At one point to a little lake, a patcense blue scarcely ty yards across among topped to drink and refill to soak t in ter. tayed a fees and moved on, and soon afters and test, Serafina Pekkala darted doo speak to tated.
quot;I must leave you for a know w call if need my ;
quot;Mr. Scoresby?quot; said Lyra, excited and anxious. quot;But w;
But Serafina of sigion. Lyra reacomatically for ter to ask s o do no more than guide ill.
So ting nearby, ill slowly dripping blood, he burning.
quot;ill,quot; s;dyou kno;
quot;Its ake up my fatle. ts all I kno;
quot; does t mean, taking up le? s a mantle?quot;
quot;A task, I suppose. ever to carry on. It makes as muc;
out of
say c comparison o safe for t safe for him.
But it Saturday morning in t o ;ell done, er; Im proud of you. Come and rest no;
ill longed for t so muc part of like. So express t to Lyra no in o be quite so perceptive. t w e.
And s to at t moment a ch flew down.