The Golden Compass

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The cart rattled over the cobblestones of Oakhaven, a sound like dry bones clicking together in a silent room, and Elias Thorne tightened his grip on the reins until his knuckles turned the color of old parchment. He was a man who dealt in silence and silver, a jeweler of modest reputation in a town where the air was always thick with the scent of wet wool and woodsmoke, and he carried with him...

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