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UK 1982
THEY HAVE BEARDS
The hairlike bristles that grow from the chests of male turkeys (or gobblers) and some hens are actually specialized feathers called meso filoplumes that grow from a single follicle. They can be lengthy, with some beards touching the ground, though feeding tends to wear down the ends, according to the Pennsylvania Game Commission.
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sorry for this shitty summary i haven't had the mind to make content
lyra is an orphan girl living in oxford and there is a prophecy linked to her ,oh great another orphan kids story with a prophecy!!
the gobblers are kidnapping children to separate them from their daemons, they kidnapped Lyra's best friend, lyra find out that her parents are alive and that her mother is in charge of all that shit
lyra finds one of her friends about to die from the trauma of the intercision, she is saved from the intercision in bolvangar, damn!!
Lyra's father Lord Asriel murders his best friend to create a portal to another world, what the hell no, that damned will pay for his crimes
Lyra is now in another world and befriends this murderous boy (Will) who has enough trouble in his world.
Will loses two fingers in a fight, fuck poor kid, he's bleeding out somebody do something shit
a witch kills Will's absent father, his best friend is kidnapped, some gay angels tell him they need his knife that cuts between worlds because a war against god is coming, the madmen of the church are looking for lyra damn, and Will too
Lyra is drugged by her mother, a guy tries to abuse Will, Will and Lyra meet again Will kills someone, Lyra meets his death to get in the world of dead’s
lyra betrays herself by separating from pantalaimon to go with her friend roger, this is fucking painful plz stop , also she almost fell into an abyss like her parents
the two kids are looking for their daemons in the middle of a war, they kill god and the church keeps trying to kill Lyra before the prophecy is fulfilled
I was going to post a bit of snark at the expense of the graphics typsetter person at the start of the show getting the rather essential word ‘dæmon’ wrong (like obvious we all just write ‘daemon’ for convenience in fandom circles but on the official intro card for this huge-budget show you’d think they’d make sure that was right...)
I was going to make a dumb joke about the Gobblers getting everywhere, even separating the precious bond between the two halves of the æ. But then I was looking the character up and saw this diagram of the glyph’s evolution:
It literally derives from an original pair of glyphs of a person and an animal.
It might be too much to suppose that Pullman knew his Old English to the extent that this is intentional, but it shows what depths can be found in the writing of someone who is both very intelligent and widely read. I guess it hadn’t really occurred to me that there’s a nice typographical gag in the word dæmon in that it includes a character that is one and two entities at once. Let alone that it turns out it’s a character that symbolises a uniting of human and animal symbolism.

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Bonus chapter 3: "children were beginning to disappear"
When I came up with the idea of doing this project, of illustrating my copy of Northern Lights to celebrate 25 years since the release of the book, almost immediately my partner suggested I do all 23 chapters and two bonuses to bring the illustrations up to a total of 25. Hence the book cover that I started this whole thing with in July. But as soon as I read through the book, poring over it to find the perfect scene to bring to life, I almost immediately knew which chapter was going to get two entries. My other chapter 3 illustration, of Lyra in the crypt with the skull and the daemon disc was a must from a purely personal perspective: the scene stuck with me so clearly from when I first read it that i just had to draw it for myself. Meanwhile this scene, from a story perspective, is infinitely more powerful. And now here they both are, living quite happily together. I'm very glad that I left this one til last as I think my experimentation and experience with color has made all the difference to the outcome. Also finally you patient Marisa lovers get to see her clearly.
Other illustrations in this series:
Book cover || Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 ||Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 ||Chapter 8 || Chapter 9 || Chapter 10 || Chapter 11 || Chapter 12 || Chapter 13 || Chapter 14 || Chapter 15 || Chapter 16 || Chapter 17 || Chapter 18 || Chapter 19 || Chapter 20 || Chapter 21 || Chapter 22 || Chapter 23 ||
Random concept: Mrs. Coulter hosts a Zoom meeting
"Hi, everyone," Mrs. Coulter sang, voice cheery. It was 7 o'clock on the dot as her eyes scanned over all the tiles of meeting participants. Rows of tired-looking men nursing full cups of coffee greeted her.
Who's missing?
The scientist from New Denmark, her daemon answered her, eyes narrowing. Dr. Laurel.
Well, he'd be fired by the day's end. Punctuality was essential. She locked the meeting so that no new participants could join.
"Please remember to mute yourselves," she instructed, "and to turn your cameras on. That includes you, Dr. Stevenson."
"What now?" The old man's raspy voice croaked at her from his black profile, which bore the name "stevieboi251." The golden monkey snickered and Mrs. Coulter fought the heavy urge to simultaneously roll her eyes and shudder.
"Camera on," she repeated, being as kind as she could possibly muster. "I want to see all of your lovely faces."
"Mrs. Coulter," said another tile suddenly, Dr. Jenkins. "May I ask a question first, before we get started?"
No, Mrs. Coulter thought, feeling her jaw clench as she reached over to grab a fistful of the golden monkey's fur. Absolutely, fucking not, you chauvinistic piece of shit!
"All questions can be asked at the end," she said instead, smiling wide as she clicked the "mute all" button. "Now, I will begin today's meeting by reminding you all of the utmost importance of keeping our work discrete, and being tactful while in my employ. In the chat you'll find a detailed report with instructions and next steps that I expect you to read in full by twelve o'clock noon today. In other news, on the matter of the separating chamber..."
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