The Golden Compass

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The air in the Hall of Whispers did not merely sit; it accumulated, a thick, gelatinous substance that pressed against the eardrums and tasted faintly of copper and old dust. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the center of the circular chamber, his uniform immaculate despite the sweat that beaded on his forehead, his hands clasped behind his back with a rigidity that spoke less of discipline and...

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