The Golden Compass

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You wake with the taste of ash on your tongue. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of rotting straw and old blood. You are in the cellar. It is dark. The only light comes from the crack in the door, a sliver of gray morning that cuts across the stone floor. You know this place. You have known it for three days, though it feels like a lifetime. You are not alone. Thomas sits in the corner....

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