Claude Monet Water-Lilies 1917

Claude Monet Water-Lilies 1917Claude Monet Water-Lilies 1914Claude Monet The Seine at Rouen I
then came another cry, closer already, and then a third; and at that, all the witches seized their branches and leaped into the fur that Lyra recognized as a cliff-ghast, or something similar.
It was broken by the fall, and an arrow protruded from its side, but still it lurched up and lunged with a flopping malice at Lyra. The witches couldn't shoot, because she was in their line of fire, but Will was there first; and with the knife he slashed backhand, and the creature's head came off and rolled over once or twice. The air left its lungs with a gurgling sigh, and it fell dead.
air. All but two, that is, who stood close by, arrows at their bowstrings, guarding Will and Lyra.Somewhere in the dark above, a fight was taking place. And only seconds later, it seemed, they could hear the rush of flight, the whiz of arrows, and the grunt and scream of voices raised in pain or anger or command.And then with a thud so sudden they had no time to jump, a creature fell from the sky at their feet—a beast of leathery skin and matted