LYRA
I had no idea how to stop. That was the first, most disorienting truth of what I had become. There was no off switch, no brakes. Just the ground vanishing beneath me at a speed that should have been terrifying, but somehow wasn't. The trees blurred into dark streaks on either side, the night air splitting around us like water around a blade.
‘Us.’
That was the second truth.
"Sky?" Her name wasn't spoken, but felt like a thought with sharp edges, sent into the space that now belonged entirely to us. "Sky, what is happening…"
"Let's just keep running," she said.
"We ‘are’ running, that's the problem!"
"No." Her voice was different. Like hearing a song you’d only ever caught fragments of, finally played at its full volume. "This isn't a problem. This is the first time I've ever be
