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tell me. I shall decide what I do. If you say my work is fighting, or healing, or exploring, or whatever you might say, I'll always he thinking about it. And if I do end up doing that, I'll be resentful because it'll feel as if I didn't have a choice, and if I don't do it, I'll feel guilty because I should. Whatever I do, I will choose it, no one else.". "I have learned what I needed to know."
She embraced each of them in her light, cool arms and kissed their foreheads. Then she bent to kiss the daemons, and they became birds and flew up with her as she spread her wings and rose swiftly into the air. Only a few seconds later she had vanished."Then you have already taken the first steps toward wisdom," said Xaphania."There's a light out at sea," said Lyra."That is the ship bringing your friends to take you Home. They will be here tomorrow."The word tomorrow fell like a heavy blow. Lyra had never thought she would be reluctant to see Farder Coram, and John Faa, and Serafina Pekkala."I shall go now," said the angel