Jack Vettriano Blades II

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We've got to get over the water, like the rest of them," said Will. "And maybe the people in this holding place will tell us how. They don't seem to be angry anyway, or dangerous. It's strange. And these papers... "
They were simply scraps of paper torn from a notrandom words scribbled in pencil and crossed out. It was as if these people the other one came out holding a piece of bread and butter in one hand, and without a word looked at their papers and nodded.
He handed them back and was about to go inside when Will said, "Excuse me, where do we go now?"
"Go and find somewhere to stay," said the man, not unkindly. "Just ask. Everybody's waiting, same as you." were playing a waiting to see when the travelers would challenge them or give in and laugh. And yet it all looked so real.It was getting darker and colder, and time was hard to keep track of. Lyra thought they walked for half an hour, or maybe it was twice as long; the look of the place didn't change. Finally they reached a little wooden shack like the one they'd stopped at earlier, where a dim bulb glowed on a bare wire over the door.As they approached, a man dressed much like