The Golden Compass

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The rain against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Ministry of Cultural Heritage did not sound like rain, but like the static of a dying television set, a constant, white-noise hum that filled the sterile silence of the high-rise. Elias Thorne stood by the glass, his reflection a ghostly overlay against the grey cityscape below, a man composed of sharp angles and muted colors, wearing a suit...

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