The Golden Compass

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The house was cold. The pipes groaned. It was 1892. The coal was out. Margaret stood by the window. The glass was thick. It was dirty. She saw her face. It was not her face. It was a mask. The mask was grey. The mask was tired. She looked at the table. There was a bowl. The bowl was blue. It was chipped. Inside the bowl was soup. The soup was yellow. It was thick. It smelled of thyme. It...

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