"It's not a spell," Lyra told her, "I'm just good with illusions, is all. Watch!"
And if Tonks looked up, she'd find herself looking up at the roofs and domes and spires of a city, formed out of the light of the Aurora and seeming both very far, and very close.
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And if Tonks looked up, she'd find herself looking up at the roofs and domes and spires of a city, formed out of the light of the Aurora and seeming both very far, and very close.