The Golden Compass

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2026-08-20 04:57:31 -

The hall smelled of wet wool and rot. It was a smell that stuck to the teeth. We stood in the center of the floor. The floor was black oak. It was old. It was deep. It had swallowed many shoes. It had swallowed many secrets. I looked at the walls. The walls were tall. They were stone. They were gray. They did not blink. They did not breathe. They just watched. I looked at the chandelier. It was...

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