POV: Lyra

“The earth answered him, and nothing terrified me more.”

“What did you feel?” I asked, keeping my voice steady even as my pulse climbed, the mountain air was thin, biting at the edges of my lungs, but the heat radiating from the boy beside me felt like a summer forge..

Kenny crouched again, pressing his palm into the soil like he was checking if it would breathe back. “It felt warm.”

“That does not answer my question,” I said,my eyes scanning the perimeter of the ...