Salvador Dali Sleep

Salvador Dali SleepJoseph Mallord William Turner Fishermen at SeaJohn Singer Sargent El Jaleo
whips and fling the broken insects aside.
"This way!" came the Lady's voice, and then she said, "Duck, now, get down low!"
They did, and felt the the enemy between them.
Lightly, as if his armor weighed no more than his fur, the bear-king spun to face Will and Lyra, who were struggling upright.
"Iorek, behind you, they've got nets!" Will cried, because the riders were almost on them.
Before the bear could move, a rider's net hissed through the air, and instantly Iorek was enveloped in steel-strong cobweb. He roared, rearing high, slashing earth shake under them. Could that be hoofbeats? Lyra raised her head and wiped the wet hair from her eyes, and saw something quite different from horses."Iorek!" she cried, joy leaping in her chest. "Oh, Iorek!"Will pulled her down again at once, for not only Iorek Byrnison but a regiment of his bears were making directly for them. Just in time Lyra tucked her head down, and then Iorek bounded over them, roaring orders to his hears to go left, go right, and crush