Bartolome Esteban Murillo Madonna and Child

Bartolome Esteban Murillo Madonna and ChildFrancisco de Zurbaran Still lifeAlbert Bierstadt The Last of the Buffalo
, for rescuing Roger, and then for us two, and now that it's over, now that everything's finished, it's just left me... It's gone, Will! I've lost it! It'll never come back!"
She sobbed with desperate abandon. All he could do was hold her. He didn't know how to comfort her, because it was plain that she of this encounter. He and Lyra held each other's hands tightly as the angel came toward them, with the light of another world shining on her. She was unclothed, but that meant nothing. What clothes could an angel wear anyway? Lyra thought. It was impossible to tell if she was old or young, but her expression was austere and compassionate, and both Will and Lyra felt as if she knew them to their hearts.
"Will," she said, "I have come to ask your help."was right.Then both the daemons bristled and looked up. Will and Lyra sensed it, too, and followed their eyes to the sky. A light was moving toward them: a light with wings."It's the angel we saw," said Pantalaimon, guessing.He guessed correctly. As the boy and the girl and the two daemons watched her approach, Xaphania spread her wings wider and glided down to the sand. Will, for all the time he'd spent in the company of Balthamos, wasn't prepared for the strangeness