THIRTY - THE CLOUDED MOUNTAIN
in tances, a small party han a large one.
And so it migain cliff-g, busy feasting on a looked up just as a random searc caugal litter.
Sometirred in ts memory. ion of a babbling Arctic fox came to his mind.
At once later t of troop followed.
Xaply all t and some of te crack in tainside to tress, and enlarged it, and noo a series of caverns and tunnels extending a long ress.
It totally dark, as . t source of illumination, like a stream of billions of tiny particles, faintly gloeadily dounnel like a river of light.
quot;Dust,quot; o his daemon.
t togetil quite suddenly tunnel opened out, and top of a vast cavern: a vault
immense enougo contain a dozen catiginously doo pit beloself, and into t streamed t fall, pouring ceaselessly dos billions of particles ars of every galaxy in ttle fragment of conscious t. It o see by.
o, to see t resolved itself: a procession of dim, pale figures picking t. Intent on keeping toget tir at t ts.
quot;Lyra came ; ly to the snow leopard.
quot;tread carefully,quot; was all she said in reply.
ill and Lyra umbling blindly to little gullies reams ran red t uttered a es, and s and limp in Lyras hand.
As tered in one riverbed least, and scooped up o ty mout tialys rouse himself and say:
quot;ill, I can must be t across tream and ;
quot;Come on,quot; said ill to Lyra, and ter and scrambled up t in time. ttered doo drink didnt look like cava