LYRA

I needed to get out of my chamber before the walls closed in completely, all these choices were suffocating me and sitting alone with my thoughts would drive me to madness faster than any creature in the darkness could manage.

So I grabbed my cloak and headed for the library, hoping that books and research might offer distraction or at least delay the moment when I had to actually decide whether to become a murderer or watch my mother die.

The library was massive and quiet, three ...