idenythisreality:

Northern Lights by *Hamishmash

elliotoille:

Final for portfolio class, a mock book cover. :D

braavosishadowbinder:

Northern Lights by ~Khaerii

one of the ghosts — an old woman — beckoned, urging her to come close. then she spoke, and Mary heard her say:
”tell them stories. they need the truth. you must tell them true stories, and everything will be well, just tell them stories.”
that was all, and then she was gone. it was one of those moments when we suddenly recall a dream that we’ve unaccountably forgotten, and back in a flood comes all the emotion we felt in our sleep. it was the dream she’d tried to describe to Atal, the night picture; but as Mary tried to find it again, it dissolved and drifted apart, just as these presences did in the open air. the dream was gone. all that was left was the sweetness of that feeling, and the injunction to tell them stories.

- John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book II

chickencat:

Hebrew cover of Philip Pullman’s The Golden Compass

vedgetables:

My senior thesis, which was to do some concept art for the book series His Dark Materials by Phillip Pullman.

This was her world. She wanted it to stay the same forever and ever, but it was changing around her, for someone out there was stealing children.

alexei-not-romanov:

He crossed to the desk and took from the drawer a small package wrapped in black velvet. When he unfolded the cloth, Lyra saw something like a large watch or a small clock: a thick disc of brass and crystal. It might have been a compass or something of the sort.

lizzledpink:

I just finished the Amber Spyglass for the first time since I was as nearly young as Will and Lyra. Then I went on and read these - Philip Pullman calls them “Lantern Slides,” little snippets, little scenes and ideas. They were included in the edition of His Dark Materials that I bought.

I have been sobbing for pretty much twenty minutes straight. What horrible, fantastic books.