The Golden Compass

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The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the red clay of the valley into a thick, sucking paste that swallowed your boots with every step. You looked down at the object in your hand, the brass compass you had carried for six years since the day the court had sentenced you to the borderlands. It was heavy, heavier than it should have been, and the surface was no longer bright with its...

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