The Golden Compass

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The ink in the well was black, but the seal was gold. Arthur Penhaligon sat at the heavy oak desk, his fingers stained with soot and iron gall, and watched the chisel bite into the soft clay. He was not a man of high station, nor of low. He was the Keeper of the Impress, a functionary in the lower offices of the Palace of St. Jude, a place where the King’s will was not spoken, but pressed. For...

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