My good friends

My good friends, I have been into the high canopy of your
trees and looked closely at the growing leaves and the young flowers
and the seedpods.

I could see that there is a current of sraf high in the tree-tops, she went on, and it moves against the wind...

- Pullman, Philip. The Amber Spyglass. His Dark Materials Book III. New York: Random House, 2003, p. 245.