The Golden Compass

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2026-08-17 22:10:17 -

The banquet hall hummed with the low vibration of power. Crystal chandeliers cast a fractured light over the long table, illuminating the polished brass insignia of the men seated there. Commander Elias Thorne sat at the center, his spine rigid, his hands folded on the white linen. He watched the food pass. He did not eat. The meat was gray. The wine was red, but it tasted of iron. Around him,...

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