Read | Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials

Into this wilde Abyss,The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave,Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire,But all these in their pregnant causes mixtConfus’dly, and which thus must ever fight,Unless th’ Almighty Maker them ordainHis dark materials to create more Worlds,Into this wilde Abyss the warie fiendStood on the brink of Hell and…