Thomas Kinkade almost heaven

Thomas Kinkade almost heavenThomas Kinkade A New Day DawningJohn Collier Lilith
old feller, you don't know the half of it. We'll take over now, the Specters aren't afraid of bears. Lyra, Will, come this way, and hold up that knife...”
The blue hawk swooped once more to Lyra's fist, and the gray-haired lady said, "Don't waste a second, go in and find your daemons and escape! There's more danger coming."
"Thank you, Lady! Thank you all!" said Lyra, and the hawk took wing.
Will could see Lee Scoresby's ghost dimly beside them, urging them into the grove, but they had to say farewell to Iorek Byrnison.
"Iorek, my dear, there en't words, bless you, bless you!"
"Thank you, King Iorek," : both children felt the little dashes of cold they knew so well. Then they heard voices all around:
"This way!"
"Over here!"
"Keep going, we're holding them off!"said Will."No time. Go. Go!"He pushed them away with his armored head. Will plunged after Lee Scoresby's ghost into the undergrowth, slashing to right and left with the knife. The light here was broken and muted, and the shadows were thick, tangled, confusing."Keep close," he called to Lyra, and then cried out as a bramble sliced across his cheek.All around them there was movement, noise, and struggle. The shadows moved to and fro like branches in a high wind. They might have been ghosts