The Golden Compass

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The dust in the archive room does not settle; it hovers, a suspended galaxy of gray specks that catch the pale, winter light filtering through the high, barred windows. You sit at your desk, a small island of order in the vast, chaotic sea of the university’s basement. Your name is Elias Thorne, and you have spent the last thirty years here, cataloging the forgotten correspondence of dead...

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