Paul Gauguin Yellow Christ

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It's going to fail, remember," she said.
"Why?"
"Because of what your father's ghost said, just before we came out. About daemons, and how they can only live for a long time if they stay in their own world. But probably Lord Asriel, I mean my father, couldn't have thought about that, because no one knew enough about other worlds when he started... All that," she said wonderingly, "all like shame. A quick glance at Will's warm cheeks showed that he knew that just as well as she did.
They walked on side by side, suddenly shy with each other. But Willthat bravery and skill... All that, all wasted! All for nothing!"They climbed on, finding the going easy on the rock road, and when they reached the top of the ridge, they stopped and looked back."Will," she said, "supposing we don't find them?""I'm sure we will. What I'm wondering is what my daemon will be like.""You saw her. And I picked her up," Lyra said, blushing, because of course it was a gross violation of manners to touch something so private as someone else's daemon. It was forbidden not only by politeness, but by something deeper than that, something