The Golden Compass

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that dissolved the boundaries between the cobblestones of the village square and the muddy, weeping earth of the surrounding fields, and in the center of this dampened world stood the Great Oak, a tree so ancient and gnarled that its roots had cracked the very foundation of the courthouse steps, a monument to a time before laws...

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