Lyra where she was, there was a sensation that came from where she stood.
It was a weird yet pulling tingling sensation.
It was like she was drawn to one place. It was beneath a rock where she had stood.
The rock was massive. Even if she were to push it away, it would be tiresome. She tried ignoring it. It was not worth her energy being spent for just a something she didn't know.
When she was younger, thirteen, she had loved exploring the forest and collecting stones. She didn't have friends to play with so she spent her time that way. It was the day she got her first period. That day, she had gone to the forest, she had a squirrel pet, she did not know what to feed it and was looking for its food, the rabbit when she placed it down for a moment before she plucked a leaf for it, it ran away.
She cried as she searched the woods, calling for it, until she finally found it.
It was trapped under a heavy rock, injured by a hunter's snare.
