The Golden Compass

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The fog did not roll in so much as it seeped, a viscous, grey fluid that found the cracks in the stone foundation of the abbey and filled them, a slow, suffocating tide that rose from the damp earth to swallow the lower corridors, the cloisters, and the very air that breathed into the lungs of the man who stood at the center of the great transept, his hands trembling not from the cold that bit...

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