Thomas Kinkade Lombard Street

Thomas Kinkade Lombard StreetThomas Kinkade Lakeside ManorThomas Kinkade cottage by the sea
Look!" cried Lyra, pointing up as another shell burst nearby.
A dozen witches were making for the flares, carrying thick-leaved, bushy branches, and with them they brushed the glaring , and the very sight of them evoked that nauseating weakness at the heart.
"They're afraid of the knife," said a voice beside them, and the bear-king stopped so suddenly that Will and Lyra tumbled off his back.
"Lee!" said Iorek. "Lee, my comrade, I have never seen this before. You are dead, what am I speaking to?"
"Iorek, old feller, you don't know the half of it. We'll take over now, the lights aside, sweeping them away into the sky beyond. Darkness fell over the grove again, hiding it from the guns.And now the grove was only a few yards away. Will and Lyra both felt their missing selves close by, an excitement, a wild hope chilled with fear, because the Specters were thick among the trees and they would have to go in directly among them